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Friday, January 14, 2005

A touching story that made me teary eyed...

wanna share this with you


Breakfast at McDonald's ....... Please read until the end.


This is a good story and is true, 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 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.



this is your ironicguy on teary-eyed


now signing off


life is simple, ironic it may seem because of the complexities it brought in.

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