Random Acts of Kindness

I read something the other day that really made me stop and think...

Something that made me pause and do a self evaluation; only to realize that I am falling short...

Short in the area of practicing random acts of kindness.

The story I read was about an elderly man who carried a little can of oil with him everywhere he went, and if he passed through a door that squeaked, he poured a little oil on the hinges. If a gate was hard to open, he oiled the latch. And thus he passed through life lubricating all hard places and making it easier for those who came after him.

People called him eccentric, cranky, and weird; but the old man went steadily on refilling his can of oil when it became empty and oiled the hard places he found.

There are many lives that are just like those squeaking doors and creaking gates. Lives that need lubricated with my oil. My oil of Christian joy, gentleness, thoughtfulness, and kindness. I come in contact with people every day; people whom I may only come in contact with once on the road of life. I may never know the influence one random act of kindness may have on some hurting soul.