Kindness

 He handed me a spoon

It’s stupid.

He handed me a spoon. 

It felt really gentle.

I didn’t have to do to myself.

He was closer.

I had pushed the water toward him.

It was closer.

He didn’t have to do it.

There was kindness in that gesture. 

So simple.

It’s crazy how the simple things are really

Meaningful.

I didn’t expect it.

I don’t deserve it.

I

Want

It

.

He had some stuff on his cheek.

It didn’t bother me.

Didn’t disgust me.

Maybe a little uncomfortable,

But

Not

In a bad way.

Maybe the way I’d look at my son

But not

In 

A

Bad

Way

.

What if this kindness is really

Love?

But not the love we’ve been sold. 

A better love.

More sustainable.

More enduring.

The love of Jesus.

Which is weird because he says he doesn’t believe.

It turns my world

Upside 

Down.