I was at school this afternoon waiting to watch Rachel in a cheerleading display when I saw a poster some of the kids had made about how smiling is the same in every language. It is so very true, and a truth we experienced repeatedly in Zambia as this photo shows. When we had no interpreters around we still had smiles and laughter to communicate and that is understood by everyone.
What a gift the smile is to us all.
Next time you meet someone, smile and light up their day.
You never know, they might even smile back and you will have made a connection of hope and joy.