There wasn’t a lot of good news in the world last week. There’s the mess in Ferguson (and yes, mess is a huge understatement, but I’m not sure that one word exists that would capture it.) We lost Lauren Bacall and Robin Williams. The later whose death stirred up discussions about depression — some for the better, some with less than correct information.
It was easy to feel the weight of it. The lack of light in it all.
On Friday, I was walking to work and waiting for the light to change at an intersection, when a young woman walked up beside me. She was wearing headphones, smiling and bouncing in time to the music as she waited for the light to change. She wore a backpack and was carrying a cup of coffee.
There was a man at the same intersection, asking for money. He’s there most days. She walked over and handed him her cup of coffee. He thanked her, then as an afterthought, asked if it had sugar in it. She nodded and told him to enjoy and have a great day. He smiled, thanked her again and wished her the same. Then the light changed.
It was little thing, this spontaneous sharing of a cup of coffee. And while I would imagine she knows her sweet coffee made that man’s day a little brighter, she probably has no idea that she did the same for me. I didn’t need coffee, but I did need a little bit of hope.
To be reminded that there is light to be found in the smallest corners, even when we’re least expecting it. Perhaps especially then.
Have you witnessed any acts of kindness lately? Let’s chat about it in the comments below. There’s no such thing as too much sweetness and light.