Is God A Biker?
A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of root beer and he started his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he met a long-haired, bearded biker sitting by his motorcycle. He was in the park just relaxing amongst nature and staring at some gulls. The boy sat down next to the biker and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the bearded man looked a little hungry so he offered him a Twinkie. The biker gratefully accepted it and smiled warmly at the boy. His smile was so pretty and his eyes gleamed so warmly that the boy wished to see the smile again, so he offered him a root beer. Again, the friendly man smiled nicely at the boy. The child was delighted!
The two of them sat there all afternoon munching on twinkies and smiling happily, but they never exchanged a word.
As darkness came, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps he turned around, ran back to the handsome bearded man and gave him a hug. The biker gave the boy his biggest, warmest smile ever as the boy ran off to his home. When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face.
She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so happy?"
He replied, "I had lunch
with God." But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what?
He's got the coolest motorcycle I've ever seen!"
His Mom just stood there with her
mouth wide open.
Meanwhile, the lonely bearded man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home. His pet mouse was so awestruck by the look of peace on his face that he asked, "Hey, what did you do today that made you so happy?"
He replied, "I ate Twinkies
in the park with God."
And before the little pet mouse responded, he added, "You know, Mouse, God's much younger than I expected."
Moral: Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally!
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Real People Make Great Angels
This story submitted to us.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 play time 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
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 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.
An Angel wrote: Many people will walk in and out or your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
by Jane Summit (nom de plume)
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