All too often these days our news media stories seem to focus on negatives like crime, political shenanigans and man’s cruelty to his fellow man. I would like to walk a road less travelled. One rainy Saturday in early April, I headed out in my truck to run some errands in Terrell. While in town, I managed to leave my wallet on the edge of the bed of my truck. Once back home, my stomach sank, and my mind raced as I realized my wallet was nowhere to be found. I retraced my steps driving 15 miles back into town all to no avail. While in worship on Sunday, I whispered a prayer that my wallet containing my financial life would turn up. My prayer was answered in “real time”. Some kind soul had spotted my rain-soaked wallet on the side of the road, picked it up and looked at it’s contents. Of all the things they could have done, they drove out to my address in Ables Springs, hopped the fence and rang my doorbell. He told my wife that he saw I was a veteran and wanted to pay his respects with this good deed. He declined to leave his name or her offer of a reward and left. So, what lessons did I learn? Well, getting old (and absent minded) is not for sissies, prayer works and there really are good and honorable people among us in small town Terrell. To my benefactor, many thanks and God bless!