Courtesy

I went away last weekend to the Big Ticket Festival (think Christian Woodstock) with my cousins. (A big shout out right now to Len and Patty for their friendship and generosity!) My cousins left on Wednesday, and since I didn't want to miss my Wednesday night class, I drove up on Thursday morning with a couple from my church and Bible Study group.

You know how sometimes a simple act sticks with you? That happened on my trip to the festival in Ionia that Thursday morning. And I'm sure it will stick with me for a long time to come. Each time I got into their car, at my apartment and later at a rest stop, Greg would help his wife was in the car and close the door. And then, he took the time to make sure I was in and close my door.

It's not that I'm unaccustomed to having someone perform simple acts of courtesy for me. It was in the way he did it: humbly, naturally, easily. I felt so much love through that simple act. So much that I wanted to share it with everyone. I hope it is a reminder to me that we never know how someone is affected by what we do, but when we do things with love, it leaves a lasting impression.



Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.
Mother Teresa