> > McDonalds
> > >
> > >
> > >Breakfast at McDonald's ... Please read until the end.
> > >
> > >This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through
> > >until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting
> > facts!):
> > >
> > >
> > >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 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 may read
> > >this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND
> > >USE PEOPLE.
> > >
> > >If you think this story has touched you in any way, please send this to
> >
> > >everyone you know.
> > >
> > >
> > >There is an Angel sent to watch over you.
> > >
> > >In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want
> > >watched over.
> > >
> > >An Angel wrote:
> > >Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends
> > >will leave footprints in your heart.
> > >
> > >To handle yourself, use your head.
> > >
> > >To handle others, use your heart.
> > >
> > >God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.
> > >
> > >Keep this going.
Enjoy!

Jerome Pfeifer Sr.