The goodness of people
"The difference is instinct and reason...What is instinct, what is reason? Dr. Moreau wanted to make animals into people and people into gods..."
- From HG Wells'
The Island of Dr. Moreau
Ever had one of those days where your mind is going over about 214 different things and it is rarely in the "present"? That was my day yesterday. Michelle was home sick. I had the kids at church, where I taught the 4 & 5 year olds (what fun! I love children's ministry!).
I decided I would try and keep the kids out of the house as long as possible to give Michelle a break to rest. We had two main objectives: 1) a new bike for Madison, and 2) food for a family at church who just had their third child (Byron is TOO cute!).
So, we had lunch at Rubio's, spent about a half-hour at Toys-R-Us, went to Target for a bunch of stuff, then to Sports Authority to get a new bike for Madison (photos forthcoming...). Then, since she had a new bike, we could officially give her old bike to Marcus. However, we couldn't put him on a pink "Sittin Pretty" bike! So we went to Home Depot to let him pick out a can of spray paint for his new bike. He chose yellow (photos forthcoming). After that, it was EB Games to check on a DS charger for Matthew. (Which we could not find).
Finally, we were ready to go to Boston Market (it was already 5pm!) to get the food and head back home. When we got to the car I realized that I had left my Palm PDA in the Target Shopping Cart! Fortunately, I had my Driver's License, a credit card, and most of my cash in my pocket clip, but I had my PDA, debit cards, a Best Buy gift card, and about $100 in cash in my PDA Wallet! CRAP!
Well, we went back to Target to see if anyone had turned it in, but no luck. So, we completed our errands and returned home with me cursing my absent-mindedness (ironically, I had just been telling someone at church how absent minded I have always been). The kids were so sweet.. They were all very apologetic, "I'm SO sorry, Daddy!". I felt like a total wienie. When we got home, I remembered that I had several business cards in the wallet and maybe someone would find it and call my office number.
Sure enough, there was message on my voice-mail from a family in Camarillo who had found it and offered to return it to me at work today. So, my beautiful bride drove all the way to Oxnard today to retrieve my wallet.
So, despite the foils of human nature (which were reinforced by a neighborhood viewing of "The Island of Dr. Moreau" last night), my children, my wife, and a complete stranger all demonstrated a selfless compassion and kindness that were contrary to our baser instincts. I guess people really can be "good"...even without genetic manipulation.





