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Well Benjamin is home for this weekend so here is a picture.......ok
its an old picture....but hey it was the only one i could find!!!=]
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| i thought this was a pretty inspiring and
a neat
story so i have decided to share it with
everyone here!!
Breakfast at McDonald's
This
is a good story; please read it all the
way
through until the end.
(After the story,
there are
some very interesting facts):
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 church 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 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.
There is an Angel sent to watch over
you.
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 its food, but He
does not
throw it into its nest.
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| just for anyone who was
wounder the last post
was not made by me!!!
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| Well today I was looking through my old report cards and a newspaper article fell out!! so I oped it and well.... there I was.......I thought it was kinda cool so i decided to show all yall it! so here it is!
..............yeah my tongue is kinda hangen out!!!
since you cant really read what it says.........."Slightly frustrated that she
can't keep the hoop going, Autumn Cline prepares to take a new track as
she reaches to grab the hoop to use like a hulahoop dur-
ing the Frontier Festival Sunday."
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