You would think he spent his nights in seedy smoky bars until you looked in his clear blue eyes and there was no denying the goodness evident there. We could see him through the glass door as he fixed the windshield and tightened our window wipers but couldn't see his thoughts.
Suddenly he opened the door and said, "You're set to go!"
I asked him if we should pay at the counter now and his response surprised me as he shook his head, "Naw, it wasn't repaired properly the time before now and I just fixed it. You're good."
In awe, I asked, "But, you fixed the window wipers?"
"I gave them a good tighten and they should work now but you can bring it back if you have any problems," he said as he shrugged his shoulders.
Stunned, we got in the car and exclaimed how incredibly nice it was to find someone who was perfectly content to just serve without expecting anything in return.
Not 24 hours later a kind unassuming young man with a sweet cowboy drawl came to repair our water slogging broken furnace. Patient and deliberate, he explained the problems and how to fix them. He was so kind, I asked him if he had time to look at our gas fireplace that hadn't worked in two years. Of course it turned on immediately for the expert, as he slowly explained how it worked. Gratefully, he said he would clean it for me because I couldn't comprehend the process of deconstructing it for a good cleaning. As he took his jacket off I couldn't help noticing his forearms… a big elaborate tattoo adorned each one.
Thank you God, for always always teaching me. I love it.
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