As I was standing at the bus stop I overheard this conversation between an older lady and a younger one.
Younger lady ‘I think I recognise your face. Where have we met before?’
Older lady ‘I’m so sorry. I don’t remember you.’
After a few organisations and groups were listed, they discovered their meeting place.
Younger Lady ‘Yes, it was at the church. What I remember is that you were kind and friendly to me at a particularly difficult time of my life.’
What a Christian witness. The older lady couldn’t remember the particular instance. Maybe she was always so kind and considerate. If only that could be said of us all the time.