I had gone to the bank today to transfer money from one of my accounts to another . It was crowded and the Q at the counter was long . I resigned myself to a long wait and waited patiently for my turn . The lady at the bank counter was not helping matters either as she took her own time dealing with each customer . In between there were people who broke the Q and rushed towards the counter . There was plenty of noise . In all this confusion my attention got diverted and some vital documents pertaining to the bank transfer inadvertently fell out of my hand and fell to the floor without me being aware of it . Behind me stood an elderly lady who was patiently waiting for her turn just as I was doing . Suddenly she distracted my attention and said “Does this belong to you ” I was in for a shock when I saw the document . I was stunned . yes indeed it was mine and if the unknown stranger had not found it and given it back to me , it would have been a considerable financial loss to me . I took the document from the lady and profusely thanked her for her action . I was touched moved and inspired by her Honesty . As my turn came I handed over the documents to the lady of the bank at the counter and then before leaving the counter I once again thanked the elderly lady . She had briefly come into my life , impacted me by her action and moved on .
|An eye witness account from New York City, on a cold day in December, some years ago:
A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold. A lady approached the young boy and said, ‘My, but you’re in such deep thought staring in that window!’ ‘I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes’, was the boy’s reply. The lady took him by the hand, went into the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with the towel. By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks… Placing a pair upon the boy’s feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes… She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him… She patted him on the head and said, ‘No doubt, you will be more comfortable now.’ As she turned to go, the astonished kid caught her by the hand and looking up into her face, with tears in his eyes, asked her, ‘Are you God’s wife?’
SEND THIS TO ALL WHO LOVE AND CARE FOR CHILDREN.
Sure did mine!