SHARING

"paradise itself were dim and joyless,if not shared with him!"

AN OLDER GENERATION finds it a little odd and quit charming when we hear the very young say that they are learning about sharing in school. We adults never found such a thing in our curriculum. If it takes, the lesson about sharing brings salvation.
An unshared life is like undrained wound poisonous and festering and deadly. We have to share our goals both psychological and material. Think of the person who cannot share his heart. Does not this eminently living organ becomes hard and lifeless whet it not nourished by the air and light of another person? We all feel that scrooge is a pitiful, hateful creatures. We are repelled by him and his showers of gold coins. As farfetched as it seems, we all have little Scrooges in our hearts, deaf to the calls of compassion and generosity. God knows, we don't want the ghosts of our lives messing around in our heads. Can't we share a little more and open our hearts?