"Oh no, Dear," she said with a smile. "I just wait here every morning until someone comes along who can use my transfer. It's good for another hour."
When Bethany told me that story it brought a smile to my face. Such a small thing, you know. And yet, what a wonderful act of kindness.
Sometimes, it's good to hear about large extravagant acts of generosity. But for my money, these little ones often mean a lot more.