Wednesday, July 22, 2009
a note from Iowa
I am in Iowa right now experiencing farm life!!! I'm staying at my friend Mary's house. I'll be back home tuesday to tell you all about it. God Bless. And please pray for my mom.
Monday, July 13, 2009
What goes around comes around!
He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road,but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So hepulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was stillsputtering when he approached her.
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stoppedto help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn'tlook safe; he looked poor and hungry.
He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold.He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put inyou.
He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the carwhere it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."
Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was badenough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put thejack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to changethe tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.
As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window andbegan to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis andwas only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough forcoming to her aid.
Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk The lady asked how much sheowed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She alreadyimagined all the awful things that could have happened had he notstopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not ajob to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows therewere plenty, who had given him a hand in the past He had lived hiswhole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any otherway.
He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next timeshe saw someone who needed help, she could give that person theassistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me."
He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a coldand depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home,disappearing into the twilight.
A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in tograb a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the lastleg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outsidewere two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. Thewaitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair Shehad a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole daycouldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight monthspregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude.The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so givingto a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan .
After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill,but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by thetime the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the ladycould be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.
There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "Youdon't owe me anything. I havebeen there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not letthis chain of love end with you."
Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.
Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people toserve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night whenshe got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking aboutthemoney and what the lady had written. How could the lady have knownhow much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month,it was going to be hard....
She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next toher, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low,"Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."
There is an old saying "What goes around comes around." Today, I sentyou this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on .. Let this lightshine.
Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you knowthey are always there. .
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stoppedto help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn'tlook safe; he looked poor and hungry.
He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold.He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put inyou.
He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the carwhere it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."
Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was badenough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put thejack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to changethe tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.
As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window andbegan to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis andwas only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough forcoming to her aid.
Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk The lady asked how much sheowed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She alreadyimagined all the awful things that could have happened had he notstopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not ajob to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows therewere plenty, who had given him a hand in the past He had lived hiswhole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any otherway.
He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next timeshe saw someone who needed help, she could give that person theassistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me."
He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a coldand depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home,disappearing into the twilight.
A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in tograb a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the lastleg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outsidewere two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. Thewaitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair Shehad a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole daycouldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight monthspregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude.The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so givingto a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan .
After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill,but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by thetime the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the ladycould be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.
There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "Youdon't owe me anything. I havebeen there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not letthis chain of love end with you."
Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.
Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people toserve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night whenshe got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking aboutthemoney and what the lady had written. How could the lady have knownhow much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month,it was going to be hard....
She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next toher, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low,"Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."
There is an old saying "What goes around comes around." Today, I sentyou this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on .. Let this lightshine.
Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you knowthey are always there. .
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
July
Wow the summer is going by wayyy too fast! I have been picking blueberries all week and so far have picked $123 worth. Just 12 days until I fly out to MN, I am soooo excited! This Friday we're having a garage sale. Our garage is such a mess right now!! lol we still haven't finished unpacking totally from the move, and I doubt we ever really will, anytime soon. hehe I had a fun time at the beach (it's a lake, not the ocean) and it was fun. I don't burn very easily, but I did get a little red hehe. This might be my last post for the month. So God Bless and I will see you again!
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