My wife is on the third floor of Memorial hospital, so I went in to the ground-floor elevator this morning on my way up to see her. The doors opened, but I had to wait for an older cleaning lady getting off with her equipment. She pushed off her loaded cart but left a rolling trash can in the back of the elevator to retrieve after she got her cart out of the door. I quickly stepped in to help saying, “I’ll get this trash can for you. But as I turned around with the trash can, the lady was already coming back in to retrieve her trash can, and we were both blocking each other in the small elevator … as the doors closed. She huffed as her cart was left on the ground floor and we started up. But I had not pressed a button, so we went to the fourth floor where a second lady had called for the elevator. Obviously, the cleaning lady didn’t need any more help from me, so I got off on the fourth floor and walked down one floor to the third floor. I hope the cleaning lady got back to the ground floor and was reunited with her lonely cart. I thought, “No good deed goes unpunished.” Oh, well … I know Paul was speaking of causing a brother to stumble in Romans 14:16, but the verse applied to me today: “Let not then your good be evil spoken of.” Hey, at least I tried to help.
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