More beautiful stories from Small Acts of Grace:

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There was a man in a nursing home. He did not remember any of his children or even his wife, though she visited him everyday. The family did everything they could think of to help him. They showed him photo albums and momentos of special vacations and anniversaries. They even took their collie for a visit. The response was always a blank stare.

Then one day his wife sat beside him. She lifted his two hands and held them in hers.

"Who am I, dear?" she asked.

The same blank stare. And then his face brightened as he looked at her hands holding his. For a moment, a familiar smile crossed his face as he said three words, "You love me."

If a loving touch has so much power, then maybe we can all find more ways to hold hands with one another.

- excerpt from Chapter 3, Small Acts of Grace.

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Little Danny keeps following his mother around the house. He stays right at her heels as she cooks, makes the beds, and does the laundry. Time after time his mother encourages him to go to his room and play with his toys, but Danny doesn't want to leave.

Exasperated, his mother finally kneels down, cups Danny's chin in her hands, and asks gently, "Sweetheart, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, Mommy," he answers. Then he adds, eyes shining, "But my Sunday school teacher told us to walk in Jesus' footsteps. And since I can't see Jesus, I'm walking in yours."

- adapted from a story captured on the Internet. Author unknown.