I’m always amazed at the oversized impact that small gifts can make.
Small physical gifts can be impactful.
During the Cold War, the United States and Soviet Union were hostile enemies engaged in a high-stakes race to achieve supremacy in space. The Russians used dogs in their program, and two of them—Belka and Strelka—became the first animals to orbit the Earth and return alive.
In 1961, Soviet leader Nikita Khrushchev came up with the perfect idea to improve relations between the two countries. He sent President Kennedy a puppy: Pushinka (a puppy born to Strelka).
The gift helped thaw their frosty relationship. Kennedy warmly thanked his Soviet counterpart in a letter, noting that the ride Pushinka took from Russia to America might not have been as dramatic as the one Strelka took, but it was still “a long voyage and she stood it well.” Kennedy and Khrushchev remained on cordial terms, even though the Cold War lasted for three more decades.
A simple, kind deed can have an enormous impact.
The African bishop, Desmond Tutu, was once asked why he became an Anglican priest. He replied that in the days of apartheid, when a black person and a white person met while walking on a footpath, the black person was expected to step into the gutter to allow the white person to pass and then nod his head as a gesture of respect.
“One day,” Tutu said, “when I was just a little boy, my mother and I were walking down the street when a tall, white man, dressed in a black suit, came toward us. Before my mother and I could step off the sidewalk, as was expected of us, this man stepped off the sidewalk and, as my mother and I passed, tipped his hat in a gesture of respect to her! I was more than surprised at what had happened, and I asked my mother, ‘Why did that white man do that?’ My mother explained, ‘He’s an Anglican priest. He’s a man of God, that’s why he did it.’ When she told me that he was an Anglican priest, I decided there and then that I wanted to be an Anglican priest too. And what is more, I wanted to be a man of God.”
Desmond Tutu not only became a priest, he influenced his entire nation. He, along with Nelson Mandela, led the successful fight against apartheid, which changed South Africa.
The priest that deeply impacted young Tutu’s life probably never knew “the rest of the story”; but through one simple act of kindness (not one word was spoken), he deeply impacted one life that would deeply affect an entire nation.
A few choice words, spoken at the right time, can have an oversized impact.
In a previous post I wrote about the life-giving and life-changing sentence that Benjamin West’s mother spoke to him when he was a child. One choice phrase solidified his destiny in life. In like manner, we can use simple phrases— “I’m so proud of you.” “I’m so sorry that…” “You’re so good at that.”—to deeply impact other people.
Don’t underestimate the power of small gestures and choice words.
This is a good post and one with which I wholeheartedly agree. And, I got a chuckle from the cartoon!
Thanks, Rhonda. Cartoons liven the spirit.
Thank you so much for this reminder!
Thanks, Michael, for taking the time to respond.
A very thoughtful advise
Thank you, Sosamma, for taking the time to respond.
When I was a child, my aunt and two cousins were killed in a horrific car accident. It rocked my 6-year-old world. I was very close to them…they were more like brothers and a second mother to me. For months, I mourned and grieved. One day during one of my follow-up visits for my depression, my pediatrician sent my mom out of the room. He sat beside me on the exam table, put his arm around me and very kindly said to me …(paraphrased)…”Randy, things happen in life that we will never understand. We cannot fully understand God. His ways are bigger than us and he doesn’t think like we do. There comes a time when we must move on with our lives while cherishing the memories of those we loved.” That was the last tear I remember shedding over my circumstance and I am 100% convinced that I am a physician today because of his love for me, his kindness toward me and his influence in my life. I don’t recall desiring to be a doctor before that, and I don’t recall ever wanting to be anything else after that. God used him to impact my destiny in that moment and I am eternally grateful. (I apologize for the lengthy “comment.”)
Randy, thanks for telling this wonderful story. That crucial conversation changed the course of your life. The power of words…
Don