Kindness Remembered

I've been thinking a lot lately about how the effects of little acts of kindness may linger long after the deed is done. In fact, I am reminded almost daily about one in particular.

After Scott moved to Indy and before the kids and I did, we made many, many trips to Goodwill as we were packing and cleaning. On one especially hectic day I had all three boys in the van with me as we were dropping off a load. I had just set down the last bag at the dock and was heading back to the van (whose doors were open) and listening to the loud arguing issuing forth when a lady carrying two covered pails stopped me. "Are those your boys?", she asked. "Yes, (sigh)". "Here, I think you could make good use of these," she said, handing the pails to me. They were FULL of Lego pieces; all sorts of people, animals, vehicle parts, building bases, you name it. She smiled at me and walked back to her car as I stammered out my thanks for this unbelievable gift.

Now, as I watch my kids build space ports and condos and castles and futuristic cars and dinosaurs and ...a lot more...I appreciate more clearly the beauty and value of kindness.