It was just a coincidence that it was Dr. Martin Luther King Day, the cold, snowy afternoon that I met Shelly Henley at a local Starbucks. A coincidence, but it was so fitting because she has a dream. Employment opportunities for people who have the following character traits is Shelly’s dream.
How much do our small acts of kindness matter? As we move through our days, do the encouraging words, small acts of generosity, and the smiles we offer up to strangers and friends matter, except for a fleeting feel good moment? Do they really have a lasting effect on those around us? I may be preaching to the choir. "Of course they do," you are probably saying. However, talk is cheap, and so my question really is if we know that they matter, if we know that they are making a difference, then why do we not look for every opportunity to be intentional about noticing the people in our lives that need our encouraging words, small acts of kindness, and smiles?