The power of a single act of kindness
Kianna Garmanian, Staff Writer
For as long as I can remember, my parents have divided up the household responsibilities and chores for me and my brother to complete each day. Through all my years of doing chores, I hardly remember being excited about these responsibilities. Whenever my parents asked me to empty the trash or clean the dishes, there was never a smile on my face. Oh, and don’t even get me started about vacuuming. If it was my turn to vacuum the whole house, that certainly put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day. In other words, I have never been particularly fond of chores, and I believe it’s safe to say that many people would agree with me on this matter.
Along with myself, my brother also does not classify housework duties to be a particularly fun or joyful experience. Both of us are not always perfectly cooperative when it comes to completing our chores or listening to our parents when they ask us to do something. In grade school, I often found myself saying these words in confession…over and over again: “Father, I would like to confess for all the times I have not been a cheerful helper or have not obeyed my parents when they asked me to complete my duties.” Now, don’t get me wrong; I still find myself saying the same words in the confessional today.
Yet, much to my surprise, a profound experience recently occurred in my family. When I returned home for Christmas break, I felt inspired to serve my family in little ways each day. I had this urge to spread a bit of holiday joy. Through small acts of kindness, I wanted to bring the love of Christ to each of my family members. With this, I began completing my chores without my parents having to ask and even surprised my brother by finishing his duties. I continued to do this, day after day, until my family finally caught on. One morning, my dad asked, “Who took out the garbage; And wait, who emptied the dishwasher and put the dishes away?” A slight smile appeared on my face, and it was then that my family figured out what I had been doing.
But wait, the story gets even better. The next day, I went downstairs to empty the dishwasher and the dishes were already put away. Then, I went to take out the trash and it was already taken out. What was happening? Was I dreaming? I couldn’t believe my eyes when I looked up and saw, out of all people, my brother doing my chores. In all my 20 years of life, I have rarely witnessed my brother completing my household tasks for me. And there he was, doing my chores with a smile on his face.
So, what’s the moral of this story? A single act of kindness can go a long way. A single act of kindness can bring joy to another individual. A single act of kindness can be powerful. A single act of kindness can transform the world. Kindness is contagious. I invite you all to spread this beautiful gift with others in small, yet meaningful ways each day. May God bless you all.