I lost my iPad. I used the technology in the product to send my phone number to its screen. Within thirty seconds, I received a phone call from the gas station where I’d stopped. Someone had turned it in.
At the end of a meeting at the church I serve, the chair turned to me and said, “Thank you for the things you do to help our committee.”
When I got home there was an unfamiliar trash can under the carport. Later, I ran into someone from my church who asked, “Was that your trash that I put under your carport? It had blown almost to the highway.” I returned it to its rightful owner.
Kindness. In a world of globalized news that highlights the negative, it’s easy to perceive a world of evil but I think kindness is a lot more common than we admit. I am blessed by the kind actions of others everyday and, so, I have hope for humanity. In the words of an old Jewel song, “In the end, only kindness matters.”
Though there are many reasons to avoid McDonalds, I am often tempted by the (relatively) clean facilities and free wifi. I now find myself sitting with a Diet Coke on my laptop writing on a semi-regular basis.
I have learned this about McDonalds: it is a place for people to gather and visit. It is a place where people can have a bite to eat and sit and catch up with friends. They do not feel rushed to finish and leave. I often see people sitting laughing and smiling with one another long after meals are finished.
This morning while traveling alone to Boulder for the IDEC 2013 conference, a place where educators from across the globe are gathering to connect with one another, I got off the freeway at Mountain Home, Idaho. In pursuit of the McDonalds’ free wifi, I found human connections.
I have had friendly conversations with multiple people I do not know. I smiled and listened to one older man’s incredulity at the salaries of sports figures. I nodded as a woman shared with me her frustrations and fears about her financial future. I observed a young family enjoying time together. I smiled, catching the emanating joy, as a group of older women laughed and talked. Two teen girls — staring at their phones — remained connected to one another as they giggled and talked quietly to each other.
Like the One, in whose image we are created, we crave connection. We are social creatures. We need one another. We also need a place to gather. For many, that is a fast food restaurant.