gloves

My friend Mary has worked with the marginalized for many years. She has a big heart. In response to my post earlier this week, she shared this story with me.

When I served the homeless in Miami and offered haircuts, one guy started to sit in his chair, stood up again and stared at me. “You’re not wearing gloves?” he asked. “No, sir.” I replied. He gave me the biggest smile I have ever seen, sat down with that huge smile still on his face and said to the guy standing next in line, “Lordy, she’s not wearing gloves!” What a difference a caring hand makes.

Oh, the blessing of human touch...