This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end!
She is a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed her college degree.
The last class she had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that she wished 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. She is a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway, so, she thought this would be a piece of cake, literally. Soon after they were assigned the project, her husband, youngest son, and herself went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning. It was just their way of sharing special playtime with their son.
They were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around them began to back away, and then even her husband did. She did not move an inch… an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of her as she turned to see why they had moved. As she turned around, she smelled a horrible “dirty body” smell, and there standing behind her were two poor homeless men. As she looked down at the short gentleman, close to her, 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. She realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. She held her tears as she 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 she really felt it – the compulsion was so great she almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when she noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on her, judging her every action. She smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give her two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. She then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. She put the tray on the table and laid her hand on the blue-eyed gentleman’s cold hand. He looked up at her, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Thank you.” She 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.” She started to cry as she walked away to join her husband and son. When she sat down her husband smiled at her and said, “That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope.” They held hands for a moment and at that time, they knew that only because of the Grace that they had been given were they able to give. They were not church goers, but they were believers. That day showed her the pure Light of God’s sweet love. She returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. she turned in “my project” and the instructor read it.
Then she looked up at her and said, “Can I share this?” She slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when she knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. In her own way she had touched the people at McDonald’s, her husband, son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night she spent as a college student. She graduated with one of the biggest lessons she 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. *
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