Dhan Nirankar Ji,
A touching story i have come acoss and now sharing with you.I don't
have any idea about the original author
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 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
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...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 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 (part of God) share this need to heal.
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......after
all....we are here to learn!
Apki Dasi
Ruchi Chilana
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