Breakfast at McDonald's

I wanna share this story with u all that i received through an email. And yes, its about food again~

Here's how it goes:
" I am a mother of three and I have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take is sociology class. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being has been graced with.
Her last project of the term was called, "Smile". The class was asked to go out and smile at 3 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.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son and I went out to McDonald's on 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 me as I turned to see why they moved. As i turned, I saw 2 poor homeless men with "dirty body" smell standing behind me. I looked down at the short gentleman close to me and 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 that he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realize the second man is mentally challenged and the blue eyes 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 that i almost reached out to embrace the gentleman with 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 2 breakfast meals on separate trays.

I then walked around the corner to the table 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. That day showed me the pure light of God;s sweet love. 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 people's hearts. I learned the biggest lessons that I would ever learn : UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.


LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE


There is an angel sent to watch over you. 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. "

Hope u enjoyed the story~ XD

~GerAldinE~