An e-mail forwarded by a friend on a real-life incident inspired me to write this piece and pass it on. A woman, mother of three kids, was about to finish her sociology degree course.
Her teacher was an inspiring person with godly qualities of head and heart. She had given them her last project: To go out and mix up with the masses, smile at three of them and record their reactions.
One morning, the woman accompanied by her husband and kids, visited the nearest McDonald’s. There was a big crowd. All of a sudden, people, including her husband and kids, backed out of their queues as if there was a threat to their lives. For a moment, the lady was at a loss and panicked but she stood her ground. When she looked around, she saw two poor and bony boys in dirty and stinking clothes. Undaunted by the foul smell that repelled all others, she approached them --- one of them with blue eyes and the other a physically challenged.
The blue-eyed boy smiled at her and wished her good day, extending his hand that had a few coins. The lady saw in his eyes a divine power, a source of inspiration and a light of hope and promise.
With tears rolling down her cheeks, she embraced the boy and asked if she could help in any way. All that they wanted was coffee to warm themselves up in the wintry morning.
After feeding them with coffee and food, the lady thanked the boy for giving her a chance to be an instrument of God who had used her as a medium for help. She cried with joy. He husband returned and said,” That is why God gave you to me, honey, to give me hope.”
It was a day of great fulfillment, as she could see the light of God’ love through the boy’s eyes. Later, she based her project on this incident. And since then she vowed to spread the message, “Love people, not things.” Only then one can remain happy and contented forever.