24 Cents

I was at the gas station a few days ago, waiting in line to pay. I was behind a man who had a check filled out before he made his purchase, and had gone a few cents over. The clerk informed him he was 24 cents short. His shoulders dropped, slightly disheartened, and said he'd run out to his car and see what he could find. I pulled out a quarter, and handed it to the clerk. "I got it." He looked at me, astonished. "Oh, no, that's okay. You really don't have to do that." I simply smiled and replied, "I know." He picked up his bag and said, with utter sincerity, "Thank you so much."

I couldn't believe how something so small and simple had made such a seemingly large impact on him. It made me think... what if we all did those little things for each other? It seems so cliche, but would the world really be a better place to live in? I'm not sure; but I do know that I smiled the whole way back to Grand Rapids. It made my world a little brighter. That's enough for me.