I had lots of running to accomplish today. I had to have my mammogram, (Glad that is over ) Pick up medication, shop for a few food products, Have Davids glasses repaired. I think I messed up as much as I accomplished.
To begin with, at the pharmacy, I requested a 20$ cash back from my debit account.
I walked away without my money. My mind was whirling with what I should buy to eat. I never thought of the money until later.
I had my coupon booklet out, I picked up coupon items, So I could save money on some items we needed. Like my Cereal.
A little news tidbit. (Did you know that it is proven to improve the glycemic ratio if you eat at least three servings of fiber a day? A person that eats like this has less belly fat.)
According to several reports I have read lately. I think it is true. I hope so, I do try to eat a lot of fiber. Not so sure about my belly fat though.
I think Women just get it. Our uppers get bigger while our legs get skinny. LOL
OK back to Costco shopping. As I approached the counter to pay I pulled out my coupon book. As I was putting my pin number in and the screen came up, Cash back? I suddenly remembered.
The clerk was talking to me and I was in never never land.
I said, "I am sorry, No I don't need stamps or food court items, but I did not pick up my cash back from pharmacy." I completed my transaction and asked if I could leave my cart while I retrieved my money.
I forgot all about using my coupons. Darn it
I walk over to pharmacy and the clerk already had my name and phone number down to notify me, she gave me the money and we both took responsibility for the mess up.
I make my way to the car, as I am putting the items in the car, I suddenly lay the coupon book on the seat. Oh Man I forgot to tear them out and get my rebates.
NO WAY am I leaving without my rebates.
I walk back in, and explain the situation. The send me to Register 51 (sounds like area 51, eerie)
My money is cheerfully refunded. Hey it was 7.75. That is a lot of money to drive away from.
Now back to my post title.
I drove to Kohl's, As I approached a corner, I saw the homeless person, A person I had never seen on the streets before.
He caught my attention immediately. I usually try to avert my eyes but I do often give, If my heart leads.
In his hands was a sign, BROKEN, UGLY, JOBLESS.
I began shaking my head NO. I am sure he saw me as our eyes met. I stopped and he continued sitting as I rolled my window down.
I said, "You are not Ugly, You are a creation of God"
The kid was about 20 or so, with a very old fleece hoodie on with a hat on backwards. He was overweight. David asked me "Was he ugly?" He said, "Never mind, you never think anyone is ugly."
NO I don't. I truly believe We are all created the way God wants us. However to society we may not be the icon of beauty of grace.
I saw Beauty, especially when the young man smiled at me and said, "Yes Mam".
I then handed him some money and said, "Do not ever say you are UGLY as God Makes he creation beautiful, You are beautiful." Tears were streaming from my eyes.
(I bet he thought I got a religious nut.)
I seldom get emotional like that, but this one struck my heart in a way no one ever has,
I could picture him feeling lost, hopeless, and Ugly. How bad is it for a person to make a sign to tell the world, "I AM Broken and Ugly." God can put him back together again.
Now to add to that, When I saw him I saw my oldest Grandson, No he would never be on the street begging, but he was about the same age, and build. Josh would be clean but he has probably felt pretty useless the last few years. He is jobless and he is trying to put his life back together.
I Had total empathy for this young man and as I drove to Kohl, I could not stop the tears. My heart ached from the pain I felt he was feeling.
I wished I had a job for him and a way to make him feel Useful and Good.
Maybe what I did was enough to put God in his thoughts.
Maybe that was my mission for today.
I believe it was, as my heart still aches for his pain but I can also see the bright smile when I told him he was Gods creation and God makes everything Beautiful.
1 comment:
Days like that you just want to go home and give up. You probably wouldn't have been so touched by the homeless guy if you hadn't had such a rotten morning. You were already on edge and that just tipped you over.
I remember when Mike and I were first together (Dating? Married? I don't know) and he watched Dad empty his wallet at a gas station into a homeless man's hands. He was astounded. The rest of us were going along as normal because that was normal life to us. He still talks about that. How innately compassionate our family is. Nice to hear, although I know I could do more.
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