Daily bread

WOW TWOIt happened on my return home from the baker’s shop. I saw the women who stumbled and fell down. The dusty  pavement was colored with her blood.  As I jumped to help her, I dropped down my bread.  As I recall the above, the view of my daily bread on the ground hurts me. Nevertheless, in case the story would repeat itself, I would do everything the same.

The acts of kindness come as if out of itself and heal us like the raising dawn.

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Author: Tomas Karkalas

The depth of the steps left in life is determined by love for each other. Spiritual healing begins with self-recognition in the next.

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