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. When 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, 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.

    There is an Angel sent to watch over you. In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.

    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. Send it back, you'll see why!

    A box of gold
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    With a secret inside
    that has never been told
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    This box is priceless
    but as I see
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    The treasure inside
    is precious to me
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    Today I share
    this treasure with thee
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    It's the treasure of friendship
    you've given me.
  A Return is Requested....You'll see why!

    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. When 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,
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.

    There is an Angel sent to watch over you. In order for her to
work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.

    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. Send it back, you'll see why!

    A box of gold
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    With a secret inside
    that has never been told
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    This box is priceless
    but as I see
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    The treasure inside
    is precious to me
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    Today I share
    this treasure with thee
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    It's the treasure of friendship
    you've given me.
    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
    
    Send this to everyone you consider a friend!


    If this comes back to you
    then you'll have a friend for life
    but, if this becomes deleted, you’re not a friend.
  *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*