The Gift of Kindness

Every winter, the lights went out in Mrs. Edna’s small house. Not from missed

payments, but because the electric company cut service when bills grew too high

for those on fixed incomes. This winter, she was just tired. Edna never complained.

She had taught Sunday school for decades and always helped others, even when she had

little. When the final disconnection notice came, she hid it in a drawer.

But Carlos, the mailman, saw the letter. He didn’t want to shame her.

That night, he and his wife used money from their daughter’s trip fund to quietly

pay part of Edna’s bill. A week later, Edna saw her reduced balance and wept