This was sent to me recently………..
This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! 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. 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 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, the 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…..LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS – NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.
2 responses to “Breakfast at McDonald’s”
Jeus is alive in us. We are his living temple, His church. You might not be a church goeer as you say but you showed not just the homeless person, your husband, the people in the restaurant but everyone who hears this story jsut what is is to be a follower of Jesus. Christians should ask themselves: What would Jesus do? They will find the answer will follow automatically as Jesus lives in them.
I am a cllege student mom like you, socioly is also one of the subjects I take. A lot of christians are afraid of education, afraid it might leas them a stray. But it has opened my mind a lot. God allready had my heart, now He is using my mind as well. I recently quit being a church goeer. I see so many seatwarmers in there but so few true followers of Jesus. He is alive in us, so we can and will worship whenever, wherever and however and with whomever. Where 2 or more are gatheres in His name, that is where He will be. That’s church for you….
God bless you and thank you so much for sharing. Keep following Him!
Hi there, thank you for taking time to reply. I am a Christian, and preach at churches…. also I am not a mom, but am male:)
Other than that your comment is good… perhaps we should also ask What did Jesus do?