What goes around, comes around…

Discussion in 'Positive Feelings and Motivational Messages' started by Crue-K, Dec 24, 2007.

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  1. Crue-K

    Crue-K Well-Known Member

    I know this is a long post, but I would urge anyone who is feeling down to read it. :smile:

    He almost didn’t see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed his help. So he pulled up in front of her Merc and got out. His old car was still spluttering when he approached her.

    Even with a smile on his face, she was terrified. No one had stopped to help her for the last hour or so…was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

    He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

    He said, “I’m here to help you, ma’am. Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is BRYAN ANDERSON.

    Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

    As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from another town and was only just passing through. She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid.

    Bryan just smiled as he closed her boot. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

    He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she found someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and, Bryan added, “Think of me.”

    He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

    A few miles down the road the lady saw a small café. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home.

    It was dingy looking restaurant. Outside we two old petrol pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn’t erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.

    After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a £50 note. The waitress quickly went to get the change for her £50 note, but the old last had slipped right out of the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: “You don’t owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped be out, the way I’m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what to do: Don’t let this chain of love end with you.”

    Under the napkin was eight £50 notes.

    Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much and that she and her husband needed it so badly? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard.

    She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, “Everything’s gonna be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.”

    There’s an old saying “What goes around comes around.”
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