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Pause for a thought..
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I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my
college degree.
The last class I had to take was
Sociology.
The teacher was
absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been
graced with.
Her last project of the term was called
"Smile."
The class was asked to
go out and smile at three people and document their reactions. I am a very friendly person and always smile at
everyone and say hello anyway, so, I thought this would be a piece of cake,
literally. Soon after we were
assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one
crisp March morning. It was just our
way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served,
when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my
husband did. I did not move an
inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to
see why they had moved.
As I
turned around I smelled a horrible "dirty body" smell, and there standing behind
me were two poor homeless men. As I
looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was "smiling".
His beautiful sky blue eyes were full
of God's Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he
had been clutching. The second man
fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man
was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.
I held my tears as I stood there with
them.
The young lady at the
counter asked him what they wanted.
He said, "Coffee is all Miss" because
that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and
warm up, they had ! to buy something. He just wanted to be warm). Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so
great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes.
That is when I noticed all eyes in
the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.
I smiled and asked the young lady behind the
counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.
I then walked around the corner to the table that
the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my
hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand.
He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and
said, "Thank you." I
leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is
here working through me to give you hope." I started to cry as I walked away to join my
husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why
God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope."
We held hands for a moment and at that time, we
knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.
We are not mosque goers, but we are
believers. That day showed me the
pure Light of God's sweet love. I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in
hand. I turned in "my project"
and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?" I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the
class. She began to read and that is
when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to
heal people and to be healed.
In
my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my husband, son, instructor,
and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college
student.
I
graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn: UNCONDITIONAL
ACCEPTANCE.
Much love and compassion is sent to each
and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS -
NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE. If
you think this story has touched you in any way, please send this to everyone
you know.
There is an Angel sent
to watch over you. In order for
her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.
An
Angel wrote:
Many people will walk in and out of your
life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
To handle yourself, use your
head.
To handle others, use your
heart.
God Gives every bird it's
food, but He does not throw it into its nest.
Keep this going
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