Some mornings, when I am feeling particularly weak, I have a favorite fast food restaurant that I visit. I say “weak” because, while the food there is great, it is probably (definitely), not the healthiest of breakfast choices. From time to time, I will pay for the meal of the person in line behind me—probably a subconscious effort on my part to cancel out the guilt I feel for stopping there in the first place.
I know it isn’t much, but when I do this, I always feel better. I drive away hoping that this small gift made a difference to the people in the car behind me. I enjoy imagining what their reactions might have been. It makes me smile to think that maybe, it made their day a little brighter, a little happier. At the very least, I know that it has made my day better.
While most of these reactions are seen only in my imagination, I have had the good fortune to learn about one that actually happened. On one particular visit, as I pulled up to the drive-thru window, the cashier seemed overly excited to see me. She seemed to almost bubble over as she spoke of my previous visit.
The cashier told me that after I paid for the meal of the car behind me, the man was so surprised and touched that he paid for the meal of the car behind him. When she told this to the person behind him-he did the same. She said this chain reaction went on for several more cars and that she and all of the other employees were very touched and inspired by it.
I drove away that day feeling very grateful to my Heavenly Father for blessing me with this experience. I am grateful to Him for reminding me that no act of kindness is too small or insignificant. Even the smallest acts of kindness can touch many other lives that are unseen and unknown to us.
I think about this experience often, and when I do, I am reminded that I can be a part of making the world a better place—one act of kindness at a time…