Sometimes it takes a new perspective to slap you across the face and wake you up. I don’t mean…a strong cup of coffee-type wake up, I mean…running into a brick wall at full speed ahead-wake up.
The same things happen day in and day out, there are seasons in everyone’s lives whether they are farmers, teachers, real estate agents, the list could go on and on. Everyone has a busy time and every one has a slower time. I can appreciate everyone’s busy and slow times-its about what you choose to do in those extra minutes that makes up the surprises in your life. The sparks, the twinkle you see in someone’s eye, the way someone smiles, or doing something for someone else expecting nothing in return.
Pay attention, people! We are surrounded every week by hundreds of people if you take the time to pay attention to others. Yesterday I was in the grocery store and I notice an older woman in a wheelchair putting back groceries as she added her items up with her coupons. I could see she was trying to figure out what she “wanted” and what she “needed”. My heart ached for her, I wanted to say something but I didn’t. I didn’t want her to feel embarrassed or offended by my reaching out to her. Or was it that I was projecting those feelings of mine onto her. My observation was she was was struggling.
As I continued to fill my cart with things that I needed and things that were not a necessity, I continued up and down the aisles, I passed the woman two more times. As I walked up and down the fourth aisle, I realized there was absolutely nothing in my cart that I or my family had to have in that exact moment. Maybe, the milk, the eggs but I knew none of those things were something that my family needed to survive for the next few days.
Selfishly, I walked to the checkout and started unloading my cart as I stood there waiting for my total, I saw the woman waiting three people behind me in line. Something in my gut told me to do something, it was instinctive. The guilt I was feeling walking around the store slapped me in the face. I decided, there is nothing I can do to change her life but I can at least help her pay for her groceries. I bought a gift card and asked the employee helping me to please give it to the women waiting in the line. The employee smiled and thanked me.
I left the store feeling pretty good, feeling blessed that I am able to provide for my family, and that we all can probably live on a lot less than we do. I am challenging myself to do something like this every week for someone…it doesn’t have to involve money…sometimes it’s as simple as picking up the phone and reaching out to someone you know is struggling, or stopping and smiling at someone.