City Pharmacy Bills Secretly Paid For Years, And Then The Hero Behind It Is Revealed: “A Blessing From The Lord”

Mercy is the greatest of the virtues. This is the friendship of a person with God, manifested in love for one’s neighbor.

There is a lot of evil going around these days. The culture wars are in full swing. Politicians lie. There are wars and rumors of war.

And then there’s Hody Childress, a former farmer from Geraldine, Alabama.

About 10 years ago, Childress walked into a Geraldine Drugs store and asked shop owner Brooke Walker if there were families in town who couldn’t afford drugs, according to the Washington Post.

“I told him, ‘Yes, unfortunately that happens a lot,'” Walker said. “And he handed me a $100 bill, folded.”

Childress told Walker to use it for anyone who can’t afford prescription drugs. He said, “Don’t tell anyone where the money came from. If they ask, just tell them it’s a blessing from the Lord.”

Actually. And that was just the beginning.

A month later, Childress returned to present Walker with another $100 bill. He repeated this every month for many years.

Until the end of last year. Childress is too weak due to chronic obstructive pulmonary disease to make the trip.

Childress didn’t ask if the needy were Republicans or Democrats, conservatives or liberals. He just gave some of the little money he had to those who needed medicine and couldn’t afford it.

In short, Hody Childress has quietly made the world a better place.

Childress died on New Year’s Day at the age of 80.

According to the Post, Walker decided to let his family know about the donations, which have helped several hundred people in the small farming community.

Tanya Nix, Childress’s daughter, already knew. Her father confided in her about his donations before he died. Nyx was going to tell people about her father’s generosity at his funeral.

“He told me that on the first of every month he brought a $100 bill to a druggist in Geraldine and didn’t want to know who she helped with it,” Nicks said. “He just wanted to bless people with it.”

Nix said that her father was a modest man. He lived off a small retirement account and Social Security. However, he never refused to help those in need.

“If what he did could move one person and let them know that there is still good in the world, it was worth it,” Nix continued. “That’s what my father would like.”

Anyone who has heard of the Childress story knows that there is still good in the world.

Walker is proud that Childress trusted her month after month to properly manage his $100 bills.

“His kindness motivated me to become a more compassionate person,” she told the Post. “He was just a good old guy who wanted to bless his community and he certainly did. He created a legacy of kindness.”

The people in Geraldine want to keep Childress’ charitable legacy now that he’s gone. Waller said they go to the pharmacy with their donations.

“We call it the Hody Childress Foundation and we will support it for as long as the Hody community and family want to support it,” she said.

In a world filled with hostility and chaos, pausing to remember people like Childress is good for the soul.

Good souls are merciful souls.

God bless you, Walkie Childress.

This article originally appeared in The Western Journal.

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