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BREAKFAST AT McDonald's... READ TILL THE END

 

This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through till

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 play time 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 it's nest.

--

Rick Archer

SearchSummit

618 Lindenwood Court

Fairfield, IA 52556

Phone: 641-472-9336

Fax: 305-425-2820

 

http://searchsummit.com

rick

 

 

 

 

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Thank a lot rick .. Do forward such stories which touches our hearts .

I had lost many of those things like compassion , love .. etc

at the bombay Airport Itself While coming to london . My heart Chakra

is also Missing mannn !!!!! ... hi hi hee .. . These stories remind me

that .. yess .. I too had a compassionate heart ...

 

With luv

 

Ranjeesh

London

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