Most days I feel pretty useless. Let me explain: my perfectly perfected second semester senior schedule has allowed me to veg out for days on end and has granted me the almighty 4-day weekend. Meanwhile, my roommates are either molding the young minds of America with their student teaching or constantly attending meetings for their respective organizations. One roommate in particular, Gina, is on the executive board for Relay for Life. She has been in the planning stages since the beginning of the school year, and as we grow closer to the day, she’s off planning proceeds nights or other events that help raise money for such a good cause.
And then there’s me. But recently, I’ve stopped throwing pity parties for my lack of activism (see above.) I’ve realized that I don’t need to be teaching lessons to 5th graders or planning massive fundraising events to make a difference. Last week, when we were given our 5-dollar challenge, I finally saw that I don’t have to be a part of a huge movement to feel good about certain deeds. I felt pretty kickass leaving that Sheetz parking lot having just paid for a stranger’s tank of gas. I would’ve felt kickass even if I had simply bought them the heavenly goodness that is Sheetz churros with my $5 dollars! The relief, confusion and overall thankfulness on that strangers face were enough to make me feel saint-like for the rest of the day. Who’s to say what had happened in that girl’s day? It doesn’t matter, because in that moment, she was grateful and we were all able to share a special moment together, without the awkwardness of reciprocity. And that was awesome.
The fact of the matter is, discrediting a good deed just because it doesn’t register a massive impact is a disservice to you. If a stranger walked up to you and gave you $20 for gas, you wouldn’t scoff in their face and yell about how this money could’ve been given to cause A, B or C. You would be pleasantly surprised and thankful that someone was considerate enough to go out of his or her way to help a stranger. It’s easy to be pessimistic, but crossing over to the bright side of optimism and hope is even easier. Not everyone sucks, and it shouldn’t have to take a miracle to realize it.
Peace and blessings,