Two very small events in my past week made me realize that goodwill and small gestures can make a huge difference in someone's day.
1: Last week Andrea and I got our (actually our roommate's) car stuck in the snow. We were standing in the street, obviously in need of help, frustrated, almost late, clearly not strong enough to get our care out of the snow, and calling out for help. Several strong-looking men walked right past us without even offering to help. We were about to give up and go home to get help when a girl our age walked up and asked if she could help us. "Sure..." I said, knowing that this tiny, skinny little lady wouldn't be able to help us. Andrea got in the car and started driving, and the girl and I pushed from the back. After 3 big pushes, the car was free as could be. We thanked her and she humbly walked away. "Maybe she was an angel," Andrea said.
2: Walking out of church on Sunday, we saw our bus approaching, just about to pass us as we walked out the door. Unfortunately, there is no bus stop on the corner of the block our church is on, so despite our waving arms, the bus driver couldn't stop for us. We thought we'd have to wait another 20 mins for the next bus, but the nice bus driver waited at the next block for us to hurry down the icy sidewalk and climb aboard.
1: Last week Andrea and I got our (actually our roommate's) car stuck in the snow. We were standing in the street, obviously in need of help, frustrated, almost late, clearly not strong enough to get our care out of the snow, and calling out for help. Several strong-looking men walked right past us without even offering to help. We were about to give up and go home to get help when a girl our age walked up and asked if she could help us. "Sure..." I said, knowing that this tiny, skinny little lady wouldn't be able to help us. Andrea got in the car and started driving, and the girl and I pushed from the back. After 3 big pushes, the car was free as could be. We thanked her and she humbly walked away. "Maybe she was an angel," Andrea said.
2: Walking out of church on Sunday, we saw our bus approaching, just about to pass us as we walked out the door. Unfortunately, there is no bus stop on the corner of the block our church is on, so despite our waving arms, the bus driver couldn't stop for us. We thought we'd have to wait another 20 mins for the next bus, but the nice bus driver waited at the next block for us to hurry down the icy sidewalk and climb aboard.
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