Not the movie.
Tonight I was reminded why I live where I do.
A young couple at Wallmart in line in front of me, came up short on money to pay for their groceries .
Who knows why. The guy immediately in front if me told the cashier to put it on his tab if it was all food.
The young man was very suprized and asked if he was sure he wanted to do that. The guy responded "wouldn't you do the same thing?"
He responded "yes" and asked his name, then shook his hand. He respectively thanked him over and over.
I suspect this will stick in his memory and some day he will pay it forward.
Someone has to start the kindness in motion.
It reminds me of a mentor I had that "sponsored" someone from Africa.. all the way through immigration... to citizenship... to college...to a good job..to bringing his family here.
Not full boat money, but enough that it made the critical difference. Not many people know he did this.
I hope karma pays him a visit some day.
Sniff... sniff.... good motivational story.
I like reading stuff like this. Gives me the warm fuzzies!! :-$ Thanks for sharing. 🙂
> I hope karma pays him a visit some day.
Aloha, Imaudigger:
Thank you for sharing this! Karma is like law of gravity...never fails!;-)
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There've been a few times in my life when a total stranger lent me a much needed hand. I've never forgotten and try and pay them back every chance I get.
I have helped a good number of people on the road, broken down, out of gas, stuck in the ditch etc.
I never take money for it.
N
I have stopped to help folks on the road several times in the past. Most want to pay me something and I refuse. If they keep insisting, I tell them "I try to do one good deed every day. If I take money for helping you, then I don't get to count it." That has always worked so far.
Not sure if I have broke even yet considering how many times someone has helped me out in the past.
James
I just tell them to help the next person out that they see needs help.
Love, it is one of my very favorite things.
The Chain of Love---Clay Walker
He was driving home one evening,
In his beat up Pontiac
When an old lady flagged him down,
Her Mercedes had a flat
He could see that she was frightened,
Standing out there in the snow
'Til he said I'm here to help you ma'am,
By the way my name is Joe
She said I'm from St. Louis,
And I'm only passing through
I must have seen a hundred cars go by,
This is awful nice of you
When he changed the tire,
And closed her trunk
And was about to drive away,
She said how much do I owe you
Here's what he had to say
You don't owe me a thing, I've been there too
Someone once helped me out,
Just the way I'm helping you
If you really want to pay me back,
Here's what you do
Don't let the chain of love end with you
Well a few miles down the road,
The lady saw a small cafe
She went in to grab a bite to eat,
And then be on her way
But she couldn't help but notice,
How the waitress smiled so sweet
And how she must've been eight months along,
And dead on her feet
And though she didn't know her story,
And she probably never will
When the waitress went to get her change,
From a hundred dollar bill
The lady slipped right out the door,
And on a napkin left a note
There were tears in the waitress's eyes,
When she read what she wrote
You don't owe me a thing,
I've been there too
Someone once helped me out,
Just the way I'm helping you
If you really want to pay me back,
Here's what you do
Don't let the chain of love end with you
That night when she got home from work,
The waitress climbed into bed
She was thinkin' about the money,
And what the lady's note had said
As her husband lay there sleeping,
She whispered soft and low
Everything's gonna be alright, I love you, Joe
The Chain of Love---Clay Walker
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> I have stopped to help folks on the road several times in the past. Most want to pay me something and I refuse. If they keep insisting, I tell them "I try to do one good deed every day. If I take money for helping you, then I don't get to count it." That has always worked so far.
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That reminds me of the time several years ago stuck in traffic. A feller a few lanes over on one of those big road-cruiser touring bikes ran out of gas. We were on a bit of an incline and he was about to lay the thing down not being able to keep hold of it. My buddy Chris was driving and says "E, let's go help this guy out." We just looked at each other, he slammed it in park and we jumped out. Got the guy's bike stood up and on the stand. He said he was out of gas and had someone on the way but thanked us BIG time for helping (no money offered, nor would any be accepted). Traffic started moving shortly and at a couple lights later some lady pulls up by my window flagging me/us down. I put down my window and she starts thanking us for what we did just out the blue like that. She was really moved by that. Later that evening I got to thinking about it later that evening and I was more moved by how that lady ran us down to thank us for our help to a stranger in the middle of traffic.
Several months ago at the beer store (gas station) some homeless feller was trying to get some matches for his smokes. He asked me for some change. I bought him a pack of smokes and a lighter. You all reminder that Steven Segal movie "On Deadly Ground" with the oil wells? Remember early in the movie that scroungie native feller in the bar trying to get a drink and/or a smoke? This guy was just like that.
Guess I was built that way. Don't look for them to be "brownie points". That's just what you do. If God sees fit to shine on me come Judgement day, that's fine. If not, I still did what's right in my book.
Thank you for that one, Digger.
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I don't know where you live, but I like where you're at.
Don
