Sometimes I'm Surprised
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ladybug
Posted on: 08/26/07
Sometimes I'm Surprised
I went to the store today, and I usually see a whole lot of things that makes me upset. One of those is how people drive. But I told myself last week that I am going to start noticing GOOD things about PEOPLE and post it on my webpage.
Well I observed a young man in his late 30's probably.He had his mother with him, and he was walking around the store right beside her. She had problems seeing, and he was reading things to her and telling her about things. He was in there as long as I was, and checked out just ahead of me. He was so loving and kind to his mother. It made me sad because I was always with my mother and we loved to go shopping together, and we could spend all day together. A tear kinda filled my eyes as I was reminded of her. A still small voice (GOD) said, " tell that man that you are proud that he treats his Mama with such kindness." I stood there and I heard the voice again. As they went out the door I still had not said anything and I felt a WHACK up against my head. It was GOD saying..."I said tell that man you're proud of how he treats his mother". I could hardly wait to get out that door and tell him just that. So I thought " He'll think I'm crazy." But I knew it was something GOD was wanting me to do. I made my purchase and went out. He was ever so gently helping her into the car. He was not YELLING for her to hurry up ( like one man I had seen ) and he was smiling as if he was so proud to still have her. You could tell she was in her late 80's, because I would have thought her to have been his grandmother, had he not called her mom and she said," I have a good son " to some other woman in the store. I waited until she was in, and just before he shut her door, and I said, " Sir, I'm so proud of you, and how you treat your mother." He laughed and you could tell that he was shocked that I had noticed. She said "He's good to his Mama." I said
"You can tell." Have a good day now" and I left to get in my car. You could tell that those words meant something to him and I was glad I listened to that still small voice...even if he did have to WHACK me once to get my attention. My telling him what God said to say...blessed me somehow. I can't explain it, it just felt good, and it reminded me of my Mama.
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