Every person in this world carries an opinion about the right way to act and the right way to treat others. These opinions are shaped by experiences, wounds, beliefs, and sometimes by pain that has never fully healed.

Some people quietly rejoice when harm falls upon someone they consider an enemy. Others, even when deeply hurt, refuse to wish evil on anyone; not even those who have wronged them. Some turn away strangers without a second thought, while others open their doors, their hands, and their hearts, going out of their way to help people they barely know.

Each response reveals something about the condition of the heart.

No matter what opinion you hold about how a friend or an enemy deserves to be treated, there is something we must always remember: there are no do-overs in history. Words spoken, actions taken, and opportunities missed cannot be undone. But in every moment, there is always a lesson waiting to be learned.

How you treat others in this life matters more than you may realize. It shapes your character, leaves an imprint on someone else’s journey, and often determines how kindness or cruelty finds its way back to you. Life has a way of reflecting our actions; sometimes gently, sometimes painfully.

So here is simple, honest advice: have a heart.

Choose compassion when bitterness would be easier. Choose kindness when indifference feels justified. Choose grace even when no one is watching and no reward seems visible.

Treat everyone with kindness; not because they deserve it, but because you choose to walk in love. You never truly know who stands before you, what they carry, or what role they may play in your story.

Scripture reminds us of this powerful truth in Book of Hebrews 13:1–2:
“Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it.”

Let your life be marked by compassion. Let your actions reflect humility. Let your legacy be one of kindness, not regret.

Because in the end, hearts are remembered long after opinions are forgotten.

God bless.