One afternoon, I went for a walk with a friend in the suburbs. Suddenly, an old man in tattered clothes approached with a bag of green vegetables in his hand. The sales of those vegetables are very poor, the leaves were dehydrated and yellow, and there were holes in them that are bitten by insects. But my friend bought three bags without saying a word. The old man embarrassedly explained: “I grew this vegetable myself. It rained a while ago, and the vegetable were soaked. They look ugly. I’m sorry.
After the old man left, I asked my friend: Will you really eat these vegetables when you go home?
He said no. These vegetables can no longer be eaten.
Then why are you buying?
Because it is impossible for anyone to buy those vegetables. If I don’t buy it, the old man will probably have no income.
I admire my friend’s good deeds, so I caught up with the old man and bought some vegetables from him, too. The old man said very happily, “I been trying to sell them all day, and only you are willing to buy it. Thank you so much. You have put food on the table for me and my family.
Several handfuls of green vegetables that I can’t eat at all taught me a valuable lesson. When l heard the old man, I was almost moved to tears.
When we are in a low ebb, we all hope that miracles will happen to us; but when we are capable, are we willing to be the one who creates miracles for others?