“No good deed goes unpunished” This is a now a common phrase to me. I have experienced doing something decent and later suffered for it. Why? I don’t know.
One time during Easter, I stopped to help a kid who got hit by a car. Lying hopeless on the street I had to stop and help this kid. Unfortunately when people started coming congregating and asking questions like who hit her? I replied why asked, just because I said that four big guys came over and started attacking me. It was rough but I got out unhurt. With my martial art skills I was able to defend myself but hard blows and rocks.
Anyway, the kid was taken to the hospital and I left unharmed. But my shirt was all torn and I was walking around with just my priesthood garments.
These people realized later that I was just trying to help their kid and later felt remorse but the worst has been done. I had to work on forgiving these people for a long time. I was even considering revenge and bloodshed. After a few years now, I have been whole and fully forgotten how it felt to be on the wrong side of a good deed.
“No good deed goes unpunished” This is a now a common phrase to me. I have experienced doing something decent and later suffered for it. Why? I don’t know.
One time during Easter, I stopped to help a kid who got hit by a car. Lying hopeless on the street I had to stop and help this kid. Unfortunately when people started coming congregating and asking questions like who hit her? I replied why asked, just because I said that four big guys came over and started attacking me. It was rough but I got out unhurt. With my martial art skills I was able to defend myself but hard blows and rocks.
Anyway, the kid was taken to the hospital and I left unharmed. But my shirt was all torn and I was walking around with just my priesthood garments.
These people realized later that I was just trying to help their kid and later felt remorse but the worst has been done. I had to work on forgiving these people for a long time. I was even considering revenge and bloodshed. After a few years now, I have been whole and fully forgotten how it felt to be on the wrong side of a good deed.