Gratitude for a Smile
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On one of our service trips to Tijuana from Dominican University, we painted Lola’s house – a light peach color. I will never forget her beautiful face and lovely smile. All the lines of her face are smile lines.
For me, every hour is grace. And I feel gratitude in my heart each time I can meet someone and look at his or her smile.
- Elie Wiesel
I find Elie Wiesel’s writings inspiring. What courage and faith they demonstrate in the face of one of the great horrors of history – the holocaust. Can I say, as she does, that every hour is grace? Is there gratitude in my heart each time I am greeted by a smile?
