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>Subject: Fw: UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE
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>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
>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 (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 as 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 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 is sent to each and every person who reads this.
>LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.
>
>If this story has touched you in any way, please send this to everyone
>you
>know. God bless, keep and enlighten you...it is in the giving, that we
>receive.  Envy is a symptom of lack of appreciation of our own uniqueness
>and self-worth. Each of us has something to give that no one else has.
>
>
>
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