While Michael and I were in Logan yesterday for a dear friend's wedding, we remembered that we needed to do a bit of grocery shopping before heading back to Layton. We stopped at Smith's Marketplace to pick up a few items, and while we were walking through the meat section, Michael noticed a 20-dollar bill on the floor. It looked like it had been run over a few times with shopping carts, and probably trampled under several pairs of feet. We looked around for an owner, but there was no one in sight.
It's always hard to know what to do in this kind of situation where you don't see anyone actually drop their money right in front of you. We knew that we didn't need or want to keep it for ourselves though. It was also quite a decent amount that we knew someone would really be in need of. So, we decided that when we reached the register, we would keep our ears open and our eyes peeled for anyone who realized that they lost $20. If we didn't notice anything, then we would put the money in a charity donation box by the register.
We reached the register and proceeded to check out, not hearing or seeing anything that would clue us in to the owner of the money, so we placed the $20 in the box for Primary Children's Medical Center. Not even 1 minute later, did Michael overhear the lady in the line next to us exclaim in confusion and frustration that she couldn't find the 20-dollar bill she had brought in the store with her. He turned around and asked to confirm if she had lost her money, making sure he heard her correctly. She was the owner of the $20! We told her that we didn't know what to do if we didn't hear anything, so we just put it in the donation box at our register. We asked the cashier, who saw us put the money in, if the box could be opened and the lady given her money back. They found the key and the $20 was returned to its sweet and grateful owner.
What a blessing it was to take part in this bit of service and make someone's day brighter. I'm so glad that Michael listened closely and was able to hear this young mother's exclamation, pinpointing to whom the money belonged. It is my hope that we'll always be willing to choose the right and be examples of Christ in our everyday encounters with his children.