This was my first time doing such a thing. Previously when I was in primary school, I have first experienced approaching strangers to sell my school's carnival coupon and have been rejected. Ever since, I have never stood up to approach strangers for anything. This time I was moved to carry out this idea (considered rare and strange in Malaysia) and was at first taken aback as well. I started off going to people I felt comfortable with and with the least chance of rejection. Then I have moved on to people who did not show friendly faces. Deep in my heart there is a voice telling me that I need to reach out to those who have long lost in love. Yes there was rejection and there was a small voice telling me, "See, I told ya. It wont work. It's just awkward and meaningless doing this." But I quickly swept off this thought and began to realize rejection is what we need to accept and in return be open-minded because I believe as we open up ourselves, people around us will do the same.
And, you know what? The result was marvelous beyond imagination. It was just a simple act of showing love and those who started off rejecting were mellowed down with us opening up our arms wide. Workers felt appreciated and talked about it among colleagues, families were smiling from their hearts, some who did not understand us was surprised with the gift of love but understood the language of love all the same: a simple hug, a sign of appreciation, a manifestation of love and care for the society.
Even though there were a few who rejected to receive the hug but I do strongly believe that somehow or rather, as we have started off showing love to those 100 people, this love is vigorous and will definitely spread to another 100 and hundreds more.
This is what the Lord does: showing His love for us so we can know how to love others as how He has loved us. Thank you Lord once again for the chance of letting this heart knows of the love you have shown us. Help us O Lord to continue to love as how You have loved us. Amen.
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