Sometimes I grow a tad cynical and weary of the selfishness of the world. It seems like the only law that governs our reality is [[Murphys law]], it certanly felt that way when I was standing at the Dallas Fort Worth airport and they told me that I was not allowed to check in three bags unless I could dish out $125 for the extra bag, otherwise, I was told I could feel free to leave a bag behind.

I had noone I could call and no credit card, the money just wasn’t there and the people at the check in counter couldn’t care less how I solved the problem as long as I showed up with two bags (not three) or the money for the extra baggage.

I was furious, not at the rule of two bags only but at the people who would not come with any solutions only a wall of indifference. Desperately I tried to repack my luggage in two bags keeping a larger bag as hand luggage. After a lot of tweaking and throwing away some stuff I finally made it. Still fuming I checked my bags in who now where over weighted and had to pay for the extra weight per bag.

Once through security who had some intriguing questions about the armor pieces now in my hand luggage, I thought I might as well use up whatever change I had left to get a Latte and hope that there would be enough food on the plane to sustain me until I got home.

The lady in front of me in the coffe line turned and asked what I was having and I answered I’d have a medium latte, still counting the change in my pocket, I figured the man behind the counter was being efficiant getting all the coffe orders in one go. Before I figured out what was happening the Lady in front of me had paid my coffe.

– Did you just pay for me, I asked?
– Yes!
– Why?
– Random acts of kindness I believe it’s called….

The anger ran of me in an instant, my faith in mankind restored. I have done this to others many times and often found it amusing how baffled people get when you treat them like people. But I had never been subject to it myself and now I found it very amusing how shocked I was by this.

The lady continued by asking me where I was going and ended up giving me the ten dollars for a lunch I would eat in Detroit so I would not starve myself on my way home. After that she promptly left. I was left standing there with my latte and a crisp ten dollar bill. Thanking God for sending someone my way to just take the load of.

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manne

Vilka turer du får vara med om! Imorgon drar jag en tvådygns färd till australien och jag hoppas jag inte får vara med om en tiondel av allt obehag du fått vara med om! Istället hoppas jag på massor av “random acts of kindness”! Om inte annat att själv få dela ut någon?

Marion

Hi Patrick Hanna and children;
Just had to suggest that random acts of kindness are rather wonderful gifts from our Father complete with gift tag that we forget to look at sometimes..Always recognised by the joy that accompanies them and refreshes our approach to others including our limited vision..A very wise woman once told me that challenges are an opportunity to pray blessings on those who need them most.. May every blessing and favour be yours and your families

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