What is one thing nice you did for someone today or something they did for you?
Last Updated: 20.06.2025 05:00
I decided to go for a long walk, a two mile walk. I would walk to visit my son who works at a college nearby and then I would walk home. There and back is about 2 miles or 3.21 k.
It was something nice that someone did for me and I am still thinking about it. It was just such an odd coincidence out of the blue.
So I walked, visited my son for awhile and we had a nice chat. Then I started for home. I was wishing I had brought some water because it was quite a hot day and my mouth was very dry.
THE LORD KNEW I WAS THIRSTY AND DRY.
“MR. MR.” she called out looking at me. I would say she was around six years old. I stopped.
I live in the same area I grew up in and my walks are always full of wonderful memories. I was walking by my old elementary school and could nearly vision my classmates and I running around the school yard at recess. The same building was there but it was modernized.
Okay, I’m not that religious but what happened next was like a little miracle. A little girl was walking quickly toward the sidewalk that I was walking on, a chain link fence between us. I gave her a smile and kept walking. I noticed she had a paper plate with a hot dog on it and in her other hand she had a slice of watermelon.
Well, I couldn’t believe this. WOULD I? I could hardly swallow my throat was so dry.
Young children were out walking around with paper plates and I noticed large plates of food on tables. Again I was wishing I had water because my mouth and throat were feeling like sandpaper.
“Mr. Do you want a piece of watermelon?”
“Why I’d love a piece of watermelon,” I said.
She handed the slice of watermelon over the fence to me.
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I started walking and bit a piece of the most delicious and juiciest watermelon I have ever had. The juice squirted all over my parched mouth. Oh it was good, like a gift from Heaven. I stopped and looked back for my saviour but could not see her in the group of kids.
Bless that sweet little girl.
It was truly like an Angel came up to me and helped me in my time of need. That slice of watermelon quenched my thirst for the rest of my walk home. When I got home I told my wife.
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“Aw, thank you sweetheart, thank you so much,” I said not believing what just happened. She smiled at me and ran back to her friends.
If it’s children like that who will be inheriting the world from us, I think we’re going to be okay.