The Mobile Phone

A young man came towards me and shook my hand and thanked me warmly, while I was sitting in the coffee shop enjoying my cup of coffee.

Eventually I caught on why all this was happening.

Some time before I had picked up a mobile phone from under one of the tables and handed it in to the proprietor of the shop.

The owner of the mobile phone was gone, but before I left the coffee shop I mentioned to another customer that I forgot to tell the young man why he got his phone back. It was not only because “honesty is the only policy,” but because I am one who fears God.

And one more thing: While drinking my coffee it came to my mind that it would be really good to see the lost phone returned to the rightful owner.