“The integrity of the upright guides them.”
Just as I got to my car after some much needed retail therapy, the heavens opened up. I pulled my umbrella out of my purse but it refused to open. I unloaded my cart as quickly as I could. When I got all of the items out of the basket, my heart sank. On the bottom rack of the cart was an item that had not been rung up. I knew I had to go back and pay for it, even if it meant getting soaked to the bone in the process.
I must have looked like a drowned rat by the time I got into the store. “This was overlooked on the bottom of my cart. I wouldn’t sleep tonight if I didn’t come back in and pay for it,” I said to the clerk as I wiped the rain from my face.
“Thank you! You have a good heart,” she said as she scanned the item.
I paid for the item and dashed back out to my car. I’m soaking wet because of you, Mom! I thought to myself. All of my life my mom has modeled honesty for me. It its her “fault” I had to walk through the rain to pay for the item. I got in, turned on the car and cranked up the heater. Thank you for the integrity you taught me. I turned on the windshield wipers and made my way home with a happy heart.