A lesson on 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 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 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. (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
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 be
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
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. Many people will walk in and out or your life, but only true
friends will leave footprints in your heart.
To handle yourself, use your head,
To handle others, use your heart.
Anger is only one letter short of danger.
Great minds discuss ideas;
Average minds discuss events;
Small minds discuss people.
God Gives every bird it's food,
but He does not throw it into it's nest.
He who loses money, loses much;
He who loses a friend, loses more;
He who loses faith, loses all.
Beautiful young people are acts of nature,
but beautiful old people are works of art.
Learn from the mistakes of others.
You can't live long enough to make them all yourself.
The tongue weighs practically nothing,
but so few people can hold it.