Imagine, if you will, history as a gigantic tapestry of human events. All human acts, big or small, monumental or mundane, seen or unseen are indelibly etched into this tapestry. This is an endless work-in-process. It will only be finished when humanity is no longer around to continue working on it. Perhaps, some other beings somewhere in the universe will have the opportunity to view our handiwork. We humans will never have the chance to see the totality of what we have wrought.This tapestry is imperfect. It is seriously flawed. A perfect tapestry would have a harmony of colors flowing along in a smooth pattern the way its creator intended it. But history has many authors, thus its fabric is a work of multiple hands. Some are well-intentioned some are not. So, where there is a harmony of colors you see splashes of reds, or blacks that don't belong. Still, our tapestry is what it is, as history cannot be rewritten.
A commendable deed will go into the tapestry of human events as a beautiful thread - a thread to offset the ugly splashes of reds and blacks. Each day an act of kindness, of charity, a cheerful smile, a helping hand, a kind word, even a nice thought all go into the tapestry in a wonderful way. On the other hand, an evil act makes more and more ugly splashes of reds and blacks like cans of paint thrown into an immaculate wall.
At the end of the day, you should ask yourself - "How has my day been? Have my actions been beautiful threads or ugly splashes of black and red?"
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