🌟 The Power of Small Kindnesses in a Hurried World

There are days when the world seems to spin faster than our hearts can keep up with.

Everyone rushing, everyone carrying something unseen, everyone trying to make it through another day. And in the middle of all that noise and movement, it becomes so easy to forget the quiet things — the gentle, holy things.

But every now and then, a small kindness breaks through the rush.

A stranger’s smile.

A soft word.

A story that reminds you of hope.

A moment that feels like someone lit a candle in a dark room.

These small gestures don’t look like much on the surface…

yet they have a way of settling into our spirit, almost like God placing His hand on our shoulder and whispering, “I see you. I’m right here.”

When I think about my stories — the woodland folk of The Ville, or little Olivia praying for people she’s never met — I realize that kindness isn’t just a theme.

It’s a reflection of something deeper.

Something divine.

Kindness is one of the ways God moves through us.

Rabbit leaving an extra carrot for Hedgehog.

Owl offering a listening ear on a snowy evening.

A child praying for the hurting because her heart nudges her to.

These acts aren’t grand or showy.

They don’t make headlines.

But Heaven sees them.

And Heaven uses them.

I witness it in my own life, too.

Sometimes I’ll share a simple story, not knowing who needs it. And then a message arrives —

“This brightened my day.”

“This made me cry in the best way.”

“I felt God in this.”

And I’m reminded all over again that behind every screen is a heart carrying both joy and burden. And somehow, through God’s quiet grace, a tiny story can land exactly where it’s needed.

That is not because of me.

That is because God takes small things and makes them meaningful.

In a world that can feel sharp and rushed, small kindnesses soften the edges.

They slow time.

They steady breathing.

They remind us that goodness is still alive — because God is still alive and working in the everyday.

Scripture says that we are to “encourage one another and build each other up,” and sometimes that encouragement is nothing more than a sentence, a smile, or a moment of compassion.

Small to us.

Sacred to God.

So perhaps the question isn’t,

“How do I change the world?”

Maybe it’s,

“How do I offer a little light right where I am?”

A warm greeting.

A held door.

A whispered prayer for someone you’ll never meet.

A story that brings peace to a weary heart.

Simple things…

Yet never simple to the one who needed them.

My prayer — through my stories, my characters, and even these small blog posts — is that you feel a touch of that kindness today.

And perhaps you’ll pass it forward, letting God multiply it in ways we may never see.

Because in a hurried world,

kindness becomes a quiet miracle…

and God is the One who makes it grow. 💛