Sunday, January 4, 2009

Breakfast at McDonald's

This would be my first post for this year...,
let us all hope for a prosperous new year!!
I just saw this story while surfing the net, just want to share to everyone


Breakfast at McDonald's

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 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.

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.

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