Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body.
--- Proverbs 16:24 (RSV)
“He always thanked me,”
she said.
That was the memory the clerk, at the local fruit and vegetable market, had of my father. After his sudden death, I told her of his passing. She knew of him immediately, and said a few times, “He always would say thank you.” I could picture Dad, smiling, leaning in a bit towards her as he expressed his gentle words of thanks.
That clerk wasn’t the only
person with whom Dad had contact in simple business doings, who remembered
his pleasant ways. The agent who managed his car and home insurance said, “I always enjoyed talking with your father." A similar comment was made by the
office manager at his home heating oil company.
Dad left his indelible
mark of kindness in each simple daily contact.
As he did with me.
Lord, thank you for the sweetness imparted through simple words of kindness.
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