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always-coffee · 2 months
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Coraline Raffle for a Good Cause
Do you want to own a one-of-a-kind, signed copy of @neil-gaiman's Coraline? Do you also want to help people? (The proceeds go to various things, such as food banks and giving coats to kids in need.)
Well, @linda-from-the-bird-site is having a raffle! Tickets are the price of a fancy coffee, and the edition of Coraline is beautiful--and there is a gorgeous pen to boot!
Check it out!
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pratchettquotes · 1 year
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"And Mrs. Earwig," said Mistress Weatherwax, her voice sinking to a growl, "Mrs. Earwig tells her girls it's about cosmic balances and stars and circles and colors and wands and...and toys, nothing but toys!" She sniffed. "Oh, I daresay that's all very well as decoration, somethin' nice to look at while you're workin', somethin' for show, but the start and finish, the start and finish, is helpin' people when life is on the edge. Even people you don't like. Stars is easy, people is hard."
She stopped talking. It was several seconds before birds began to sing again.
"Anyway, that's what I think," she added in the tones of someone who suspects that she might have gone just a bit further than she meant to.
Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky
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zee-rambles · 1 year
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Some WIPS I had sitting around since August that I never got around to finishing because school. May come back when I have the time to complete them…but for right now. I just needed some wholesome stuff after all the angst I’ve been drawing…
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justgotabolished · 1 month
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HELP PALESTINIANS
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momentsbeforemass · 8 months
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Our people
“All who had people sick with various diseases brought them to Jesus. He laid His hands on each of them and cured them.”
Sandwiched between all of the healings in today’s Gospel, this one is easy to miss. It can feel almost like a throw-away line. And yet, for you and me – as believers – it’s one of the most important things.
Because this Gospel isn’t just about what Jesus does.
It’s also about what we’re supposed to be doing. For our people. Because each one of us has people, people in our lives who are “sick with various diseases.”
We’ve all got people in our lives who are struggling with chronic conditions, cancer, COVID-19. Any number of things we know about.
We’ve all got people in our lives who are struggling with hidden conditions, mental illness, addictions. Any number of things they don’t want anyone to know about.
But no matter what they’re struggling with, they’re our people. Because they’re our people, today’s Gospel shows us what to do. You and I are supposed to bring them to God – for healing and for help.
That starts with prayer. Keep them always in your prayers. Make them part of your Mass intentions. Say a Rosary for them.
And let them know you’re praying for them. They need to know that they’re your people. That they’re not alone. But don’t stop there.
Encourage them to get the help they need.
Let them know that it’s okay to seek treatment. For whatever they’re sick with. Even if it’s something nobody likes to talk about. Even if it’s something others would rather blame them for – like mental illness or addiction – instead of helping them.
Help them get the help they need.
Offer to watch their kids, so they can go. Cover their shift at work, so they don’t have to reschedule for the next opening six months from now. Give them a ride, so they can make it to their group meeting.
This is what you and I are supposed to be doing. For our people.
But know this, everyone that God sends our way, everyone who crosses our path? They’re our people.
Today’s Readings
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educationaldm · 4 months
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Something wholesome.
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creatingnikki · 2 years
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What I'm left with
When you help two people build their home, you do it with your heart. You love them and they love each other and you want them happy. So you do it. It's not your home to build but you help them. Of course they do all the heavy lifting. To them it seems like you only contribute a few bricks. But those bricks? Those are rainbow coloured bricks that are thr most precious in your collection. Took you years to find them. Took you years to make them what they are now. So to those who are building a whole home, they are just a tiny part of what makes it whole. But to you who only has the best in your heart for them, you are giving them your heart. Do they see that? The thing is...they do. But when they see each other's heart? Yours just feels like some five year old kid's macaroni heart. So after all this, after all this giving and after all this loving and after all this overextending and accommodating, I ask you: What are you left with?
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hailey9654 · 7 months
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If anyone can share this link she's needing help with her cancer treatment and surgeries. She also is about to be evicted and she has 5 little ones. Let's save the roof for the little toddlers.
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The first question which the priest and the Levite asked was: ‘If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?’ But the good Samaritan reversed the question: ‘If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?’
- Martin Luther King Jr
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Something that I am passionate about? Helping people to heal and overcome what has hurt them. Making them feel like they can finally smile for the first time in maybe forever, and letting them know that they are safe again. I also enjoy various types of media, and I have a passion for my fandoms.
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dannidarkness · 5 months
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Help?
My girlfriend's best friend is in a housing situation that is not good for their health nor the other housemates' health. So, I'm trying to help raise funds to get them back to their family in Washington state. I'm hoping to raise $2k but if I hit $1.5k I'd be happy and extremely grateful! We're hoping to raise the funds by May. If you can help message me. Please and thank you!!
P.S. I realize this might not be the best way to ask but I've never done anything like this before so I wasn't sure what to do. I appreciate your patience with me though. @potorch
My girlfriend reminded me to add my PayPal https://paypal.me/dannibowen
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conscious-love · 2 years
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Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world.
Mary Oliver
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justgotabolished · 1 month
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PLEASE HELP PALESTINIANS
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momentsbeforemass · 1 year
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Don’t stop short
In today’s Gospel, there’s a paralyzed man who’s trying to get to Jesus. So he can be healed.
He’s already blessed. Because he’s got four friends who are carrying him to Jesus. He wasn’t going to get anywhere without their help.
But the crowd is so big, that they can’t get him anywhere near Jesus.
You know they’re real friends because of what they did next. They didn’t say to him, “There’s just too many people. I’m so sorry. Maybe next time.”
Not these guys. They don’t stop short. They keep trying. And end up doing something totally unexpected.
They go up on the roof of the house Jesus is in. Start taking off the roof tiles until they’ve got hole big enough. Then lower the man down to Jesus.
I don’t know what’s better about this. Their “I-don’t-think-so-you-are-getting-to-Jesus-now” attitude. Or seeing Jesus’ complete joy at their unstoppable determination to help their friend.
We’ve all got someone like that in our lives. Someone who’s stuck. Maybe they’re dealing with a physical problem. Or an illness. Or an addiction. Or a job loss. Maybe it’s something else.
Whatever it is, what they’re dealing with has gotten big. Big enough to come between them and Jesus. And they’re stuck.
They’re not going anywhere without help.
If you know someone who’s stuck like that, don’t just shake your head and give an excuse. “I’m so sorry. Maybe next time.”
If God has put it in your heart to help someone, do it. Don’t stop short. Keep trying. Even if it means doing something totally unexpected.
Today’s Readings
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nikonotfound · 1 year
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Hello I have a question. I feel drawn to psychology and I love helping people with mental health or give advice to them or just comfort them but the Psychology degree is very hard and I don't know if I should even consider it for the future because I'm not very hardworking. The grades for entering Psychology college are very high . I also live English and use it everyday instead of my native language . I'm trying to figure out what I should choose for high school and university . Any suggestions on countries to study aborard ?
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mycptsdstory · 9 months
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Another hard truth I had to learn; I need to stop helping people and fixing them.
I know where fixing people and helping people comes from. It comes from my family.
I'm the one who had to make sure my mother didn't go all psycho on people and I had to make sure, she is calm before she hangs out, goes out, or goes to work. I'm the one who always HAS TO make sure, she's doing okay. I even had to PERSUADE my family to get my mother help, because I couldn't do it myself. She had psychosis, bad!! Like, she thought the police were following her, the holes in the walls had cameras in, the lamp outside that lit up our street had a camera on (it was the sensor that turned on the lamp. You know, when it's dark, the lamp is turned on. Yeahh, that sensor). None of my family believed me. I had to quit therapy and uni because my mother got too much. She would scream at me, scratch at me, even attack me... To wake me up, because she thought someone was in the house, or someone following her. She even went missing, I had to call up the police because no one knew where she was. I had to call up old family friends, work colleagues and old church members. EVERYONE. I finally got help from the police who helped me get numbers to get my mother help. I DID THAT.
Then my sister; any time she had an argument with her husband, I had to be there for her. None of my family would do that, only me.
Then my granddad... He had schizophrenia and no one would help him, only me. I had to be there, to make sure he took his meds, got food inside him and so on. I was looking after him, since I could remember. I was a fucking child, a minor. My family didn't care about my sweet caring granddad. I did the best that I could.
Now, since I have to be this *care taker*, I had to be there for everyone. Over time tho, my help, wasn't helpful. My "help" actually became really toxic.
I grew up in this environment, where I had to help everyone that I can and could. I had to be there, so they would feel better. I became a sort of "therapist", to my own friends because I didn't want them to feel alone, like I was. Being a therapist for people, was so draining. If you're wondering, yeahh I did cause a lot of arguments, without me realising. Yeahh, it was wrong for me to do that.
A lot of friends left me because I wanted to help, when they simply didn't want too. That hurts, but I have to face the reality of it.
I wanted the person to heal and I never understood that, healing is a choice. Only you can heal, no one can do that for you.
I think now, since the pandemic and especially this past year, I've learnt the hard truth of "not everyone wants my help". And I had to accept the reality of it. It was hard, it was painful.
For years, I was this *care taker* for my family, since I could remember. My family used me. They never saw me as a person, a human being with emotions. They just saw me as an object. Then anyone who believes my family, sees me as an object too. I never wanted that.
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