Sunday, June 23, 2013
Because love is everywhere
As I was coming out of a store yesterday I saw an old black man walk past a young(er) white woman who was leaning against a wall holding her bicycle. He asked her if she was ok because she didn't look well. She replied that she thought she was just hot and tired. He was so gentle and king to this woman. This stranger. And none of us are strangers. And he knew that. He stood with her and convinced her to move to shade where she could better rest. And it was just that. One human being taking a small moment out of his day to stop to show some good old time compassion. To see a woman who might have been in need and do whatever small or great part he could do to better her situation.