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Category Archives: Caring for Others
“My pants ripped.” I looked up to see a red face boy standing at my desk. At that moment I heard giggles and laughter from a few of the other students.
Tears welled up in the boy’s eyes. I tried to fill out the form to send him for help but I couldn’t understand him because of the tears.
I had an assignment as a guest (substitute) teacher for a 5th-grade classroom that day so I didn’t know his name. The word spread and as other students joined in the giggles, the more the tears came.
My father gave me the best gift a father could give to a daughter.
To this day, people benefit from his decision to use his gifts, talents, and abilities to care for others. A man I have never met, wept on the phone when he talked to me. He wept out of gratitude for what my father had done for him and his tribe.
Over 50 years ago my father heard the voice of God. In obedience to God’s voice, he took his young wife and two little girls into the jungle of Africa. The people there nicknamed them Mama and Papa Obedience.
“Hi, how are you tonight?” I looked up behind the counter at Braums (ice cream and small grocery store) to see a big smile on the face of a woman with graying hair and glasses.
I pulled my groceries closer down the conveyor belt. She continued to be joyful as we chatted about the weather and small talk.
“How nice to have someone so cheery. Proverbs says that a cheerful heart is good medicine.” I smiled at her.
“Well, I try to be. I enjoy my customers, meeting them and talking with them.” She put my groceries in a bag.
“It’s good that you like your job. To be satisfied with your work is a good thing.”
She pulled the debit card through the register and smiled again, “Yes it is and I do enjoy my job.”
Preoccupied with the conversation I started to walk out the door.
“Wait a minute, don’t forget your groceries,” she handed me my bag with a big smile on her face.
Sometimes we underestimate the value of those who serve us and think that youth and physical beauty are what count. We forgot that the beauty of cheerful service from young or older can make a difference in our daily life.
Her cheerful heart overflowed into mine and was not only good medicine for her but for me too.
My car broke down over the weekend. My son-in-law, Carlos helped me fix it. He discovered my oil needed changing. While he worked on it, he sent me to Walmart to get oil and a filter.
The automotive section had closed. I stared at the myriad of choices in oil filters, confused about which one to buy. I had used the machines but I couldn’t find the number they recommended.
I spotted a man and his family who turned down my aisle. I reached out and asked if he knew how to figure it out. He didn’t know but his teenage son stepped up and pulled out his iPhone. He asked me the make, model and year of the car and began to search.
“I didn’t even think to bring in my umbrella. I don’t know how we’re going to get to the car without getting drenched.” I lamented to John, my ten-year-old grandson.
“The wind is blowing hard too.” He observed as we stood at the glass doors gazing at the pouring rain after church last Sunday. Additionally, water rushed down the street gutter. It would be impossible to get to the parking lot on the other side without getting your shoes soaking wet.
I opened the door and mentioned our dilemma to Darryl, one of our deacons, “Do you know if someone has an umbrella? I don’t know how we’re going to get to the car.”
I’m enjoying hanging out at our charming Broadway Cafe. I am writing my stories and working on my book,”The Gift of Writing: 10 Ways to Share Your Heart.”
I’m drinking iced tea, caffeine free red rooibos, vanilla and almonds bits. Delicious!
I asked a young woman sitting behind me to take this photo. I found out she’s a camp counselor at New Life Ranch for the summer. She’s going to a university in Texas studying mechanical engineering. She wants to go overseas to help underdeveloped nations with their engineering issues.
Today, I stopped at a fast food/small grocery in our small town. I chatted with a friend outside who highly recommended the grilled chicken salad with pineapple, blueberries and strawberries. So I ordered it and it lived up to her raving. Delicious!
The young woman who waited on me at the counter went out of her way with her thoughtfulness and consideration of me as a customer.
I make an effort to recognize good customer service so I thanked her and complimented her on her considerate ways. “Her eyes teared a little as she smiled, “Thank you for saying that to me.” A woman customer yelled at me earlier. You know sometimes it gets so hectic here and it’s difficult to keep up.”
On this Mother’s Day, I’m thinking the amazing impact my mom had on me in shaping the direction of my life. Her example of sharing and caring for others, inspires me to this day.
She wrote letters home to the USA asking people to send boxes of used clothes for the mission so the African children could have at least one outfit.
Something compelled me to go after the homeless man shuffling by our hotel. I hesitated because my sister had gone into the lobby and would not know.
I had worked with the homeless a few years back so they didn’t make me nervous. I learned that many of them were people who had lost their way and needed encouragement.
My sister and I were downtown Philadelphia attending a quarterly meeting of a year long program from the Publicity Summit where we learned how to approach major media with our projects and products.
Yesterday when I shopped in our local grocery store, right when I needed something. a sales clerk rounded the corner and asked, “Are you finding everything?”
I smiled, “You appeared at the right time because I’m actually looking for. . .” and I told her what I needed.
She immediately said, “Well this is over here. I’ll take you there,” Then she told me where the other item was. After I finished with the first one and walked into the main aisle, she came out to make sure I got to the right place for the second item.