A couple hours after watching this video I drove up to the post office annex and groaned. I had all four kids and the line was all the way to the door. I almost didn't go in (how on earth would I wait that long with an impatient two year old in my arms?), but I had to get my things mailed.
As I got in the back of the line, the gentleman who was second in line walked back to me. "Please take my place in line."
I was in tears as I thanked him.
I almost didn't accept the man's offer (why is it so hard for us to accept someone else's kindness?), but I hope the experience blessed him as much as it blessed us. And it was a great example of kindness to all the other people in line!
Seriously, people. Do you know the power that you have to touch someone's life with seemingly insignificant acts of kindness?
Just twenty minutes later, the boys and I were inspired to pass it on. Our neighbor’s garbage and recycling had blown over in the wind storm and were in the ditch full of water. My boys happened to have their big boots on and in the rain they fished around for all the trash and put the bins back up. I was so proud of the boys and thankful for what the experience could teach them.
Standing in long lines we cannot do. Wet and muddy—that we can.
Go. Do what you can do. Don’t underestimate the transformative power of little things.