Sometimes, We Know Better

Last night I received an e-mail from a friend of mine. It was sort of a chain letter a friend of hers started to have people pray for her brother, who has Neuroblastoma Cancer. I'll be honest, I have no idea what that is and I haven't lost someone to cancer since 2004.

I do not personally know this kid, and neither does my friend that sent me the e-mail (one of those person-who-knows-a-person situations), but she does know someone who died from that kind of cancer. She really wanted me to at least send the e-mail to someone.

I really don't know anyone who would care about this. Most of my contacts would probably say, "We have problems of our own, why should we care about this stranger?" However, I would feel selfish if I didn't send it to someone, whether I truly cared or not.

So I thought to myself, "Who would honestly care for this kid? I know I wouldn't." So I sent the e-mail to my pastor. I know what you're thinking: "Well, duh, simple solution." I've known this pastor for a while and knew he had a huge heart, much huger than mine. I still prayed for him, but knew my heart wasn't fully in it since I didn't know him. With my pastor, he doesn't have to know who he is praying for. That's the reason I sent it to him: He is far less selfish than I am.

So what have we learned today, kids?
A. I'm too hard on myself
B. It's nice to know there are people out there that are geniunely kind and caring towards others. Maybe I can learn a thing or two from them.