She has to get out, help load an occupied wheelchair onto the lift, and maneuver her charge into a safe spot. There are around eight children in her care, so she has to repeat that routine eight times.
What I notice most about this woman is not her gender. It's not her race. It's not her height, her weight, or her uniform. It's her smile.
She radiates pure joy.
Faced with a difficult job and a lot of responsibility, this woman chooses to respond with one of the brightest, broadest smiles I've ever seen. While she cares for some of God's more fragile children, she doesn't fret, grumble, or even worse, dismiss the job as an inconvenient way to make a living.
She smiles.
How many times have I faced tiny inconveniences with a frown and a whine? How many times have I, when faced with a challenge, responded gracelessly?
This woman, whether or not it's her intention, is spreading Jesus' message of Love to everyone she meets.
And it's as simple as a smile.
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