UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

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UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

 

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, the 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. 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. Send it back, you'll see why it.