The turtle

 

Sunday as I was driving out of the the neighborhood heading to church, I spotted a turtle making it's way across the street.  It was about half way across.

I turned on my flashers and got out of the car to help the turtle along. I took it across the road and set it into the grass, pointing in the direction it seemed to be going 

I was certain that if I didn't move that turtle I would see a crushed shell and turtle guts in the road on my way home. That would have made me feel terrible and guilty as well.

Not a grand thing in the greater scheme of things.  But the right thing to do.