What is one thing nice you did for someone today or something they did for you?
12.06.2025 00:54
“Mr. Do you want a piece of watermelon?”
I started walking and bit a piece of the most delicious and juiciest watermelon I have ever had. The juice squirted all over my parched mouth. Oh it was good, like a gift from Heaven. I stopped and looked back for my saviour but could not see her in the group of kids.
I decided to go for a long walk, a two mile walk. I would walk to visit my son who works at a college nearby and then I would walk home. There and back is about 2 miles or 3.21 k.
So I walked, visited my son for awhile and we had a nice chat. Then I started for home. I was wishing I had brought some water because it was quite a hot day and my mouth was very dry.
I live in the same area I grew up in and my walks are always full of wonderful memories. I was walking by my old elementary school and could nearly vision my classmates and I running around the school yard at recess. The same building was there but it was modernized.
THE LORD KNEW I WAS THIRSTY AND DRY.
Okay, I’m not that religious but what happened next was like a little miracle. A little girl was walking quickly toward the sidewalk that I was walking on, a chain link fence between us. I gave her a smile and kept walking. I noticed she had a paper plate with a hot dog on it and in her other hand she had a slice of watermelon.
It was truly like an Angel came up to me and helped me in my time of need. That slice of watermelon quenched my thirst for the rest of my walk home. When I got home I told my wife.
It was something nice that someone did for me and I am still thinking about it. It was just such an odd coincidence out of the blue.
Is the saying "nice guys finish last" true? Can good intentions always lead to positive outcomes?
Well, I couldn’t believe this. WOULD I? I could hardly swallow my throat was so dry.
“Why I’d love a piece of watermelon,” I said.
If it’s children like that who will be inheriting the world from us, I think we’re going to be okay.
Bless that sweet little girl.
She handed the slice of watermelon over the fence to me.
Young children were out walking around with paper plates and I noticed large plates of food on tables. Again I was wishing I had water because my mouth and throat were feeling like sandpaper.
“MR. MR.” she called out looking at me. I would say she was around six years old. I stopped.
“Aw, thank you sweetheart, thank you so much,” I said not believing what just happened. She smiled at me and ran back to her friends.