Charity, like the dew from heaven falls gently on the drooping flowers in the stillness of night. It is refreshing and revivifying effects are felt,seen and admired.It flows from a good heart and looks beyond the skies for approval and reward. it never opens, but seeks to heal,the wounds inflicted by misfortune It never horrows up, but strives to calm,the troubled mind. Sweeeter than the perfume of roses is a reputation for a kind, charitable,unselfish nature;ready disposition to do for others any good turn in your power. Charity is another name for love not influenced by selfish motives but pour out from the treasures of its munificence gifts of good things upon all No man can be truly rich who is selfish…Charity giveth itself rich while covetousness hoardeth itself poor.
Deep. I like it.
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