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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 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 gentle
man 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,
and 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 give. 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
McDonalds, 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 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.
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