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- Subject: Fwd: Wonderful Person
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>Subject: Wonderful Person
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>STOP.....Before you delete this, read it. I know that it is a little
>long.....but so worth it!
>
>
>
>This was very touching... I thought I'd share...
>I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recent 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 reaction. 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 McDonalds, 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 deficient 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; to sit in the restaurant and
>warm up, they had to buy something...they 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 that we were able to live.
>We are not churchgoers 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 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 to each
>and every person who may read this; learn
> how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.
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