Sunday as I walked into church I encountered a very sweet act of kindness. Karl is a dear man that is my mother's age. My mother and he went to high school together so we have this "special" bond. Every Sunday when I come into the chapel, I tap him on the head with the program. As I was just about to do it, Karl got up and started to go out. I said, "Why are you getting up?" (I thought maybe he had seen me coming) He said ever so sweetly, "I got up to say hello to you and give you a hug."
That really touched my heart and made my day.
The world needs more sweet people like Karl.
A LITTLE UPDATE: I am doing a lot better than I was, but still have a little ways to go.