I have always tried to say "thank you." My dear husband taught me to take this a step further years ago. One day, upon our doorstep stood two people proselytizing for their church; no, not our church. I told the sharers we were very happy with our church, would they like to know more about it and then thanked them for their service to the Lord. My husband then came in from the back yard and offered them a cool drink. After we closed the door I inquired of his generosity. He simply but powerfully replied, "They are God's children, too. We need to treat all people with respect."
As we have and express gratitude; as the garbage men haul away our refuse; the world is a cleaner and better place so each day may be a way good one.
*photo by heartless jim