I was out shopping for shoes for my husband when I walked by a mother and her two sons. I heard her asking the older boy if he would mind waiting for new socks to start school so that she could buy the younger son (going to start kindergarten) a pair of shoes. I continued past when tears welled up in my eyes. I went down the next isle and whipped out my grace bomb card and enough to pay for socks and the shoes. Going back up the isle where they were looking, I told the young mother that I was not trying to eavesdrop and laying they card on her lap I told her she had just been bombed. This was one of the best feelings ever.