You cannot do a kindness too soon,
For you never know how soon it will be too late.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
There are on earth certain souls that radiate grace and goodness. Compassion and kindness are second nature to the pure of heart.
There’s the girl who welcomes new faces to the youth group at church. Receives them with such gladness that newcomers feel a part, are blessed to be present.
She keeps up with news of their welfare, their ups and downs. Friends them on facebook. Offers warm hug greetings wherever, whenever they happen to meet.
On Saturday the sky is bleak. From an upstairs window I see the first snowfall of the season. White flakes drift downward like manna from heaven.
Late afternoon brings a gasp of shock from my daughter in the next room. Deep distress sweeps over us all, and coats our soul with a shield of ice.
A deluge of tears. Death has come to interrupt a precious life. Rob a family of its Christmas joy.
My Abi sits outside in the dark, shivering on the cold porch, alone.
Remembering the kindness shown her by sweet Caroline,
the girl who never waited too late.