Careless kindness convinces stranger to live.

Not all acts of kindness are thoughtful. Sometimes you hold the door for someone, as much by habit as by intention. Yet… occasionally those careless actions matter to someone who has been living on the raggedy edge.

I haven’t ever really been on the raggedy edge, but I do remember some of the random gifts of kindness which have been thrown my way over the years. About eight years ago, at Sonic, the car hop told me that she liked my shirt. As it was one of the many fashion-questionable “bird shirts” I was wearing at the time, I appreciated the compliment immensely. For all I know, she was making fun of me, or she told everyone that about their shirts to boost her tip, but it meant a lot.