Yesterday I wrote about my dad; and one of the qualities I talked about, was his generosity. I’ve been thinking about it and, while he was certainly generous about sharing the fruits of his labour, it was all the other, much more important and meaningful ways he was generous, that made him the wonderful and beloved human being that he was.
What comes to your mind, when you think of ‘generosity’?
For me it’s when someone needs a hug, and your arms are outstretched. When someone needs a shoulder to cry on, and yours is waiting. When someone needs a sounding board, and you’re all ears. When someone’s in trouble, and you’re there to lend support.
When someone needs attention, and you’ve got all the time in the world. When someone needs a helping hand, and yours is at the ready.
Generosity of spirit, is what I’m talking about.