Thought for the Week

‘THE CURRENCY of kindness’ was a phrase brought to me by a kind friend this week and it embraced my present experience.

On Sunday morning, I was on my way to Crianlarich where I was going to lead worship but, instead, I ended up in Mid Argyll hospital with a cracked sternum and damaged back muscles.

My car hit a diesel spill, spun out of control and landed in a ditch with a tree through the window.

It was the most terrifying experience I’ve ever had and I thank God no-one else was involved.

But the kindness of people has completely overwhelmed me. From strangers at the scene, my own loved ones, the ambulance crew, the police, the hospital staff and friends who immediately came to hospital to see me, I have been greatly blessed.

With texts and calls of concern, meals prepared, the currency of kindness has known no limit.

But what is this currency measured in? Well it has no monetary value whatsoever. It doesn’t rise and fall with the stock market.

This inherent kindness in people cannot actually be measured, but it certainly can be felt and seen. It’s like a blanket.

It is invested in small actions that bring an interest rate beyond price.

Kindness and concern cross all boundaries and are eternal.

So to everyone who helped me on Sunday and have supported me since ‘thank you’ seems inadequate, but I am so grateful.

There are two people I could not follow up to thank.

Their names are George and Lee. If these heroes of the road are reading this, bless you for all the comfort you gave me at the scene.