A Warming Gesture
few years ago, this southern Alabama town experienced unusually frigid weather,
cold enough to knock out the power for days. My husband, braving the cold,
was on the way to the grocery to resupply our perishibles, and passed a
police officer. He was standing in the middle of a fairly remote and windblown
intersection, directing traffic. He thought of the officer again when he'd
completed his errands, thinking of how cold he must be, stopped at a convenience
store and bought a large cup of hot chocolate or coffee, it escapes me now.
But, when passing the officer again, he rolled down his window, passed the
cup to the officer, and thanked him for his help. My husband's description
of the expression on the officer's face was that he was surprised, and grateful.
What a simple, easy way to practice these thoughts we have.