"I'm sorry," the clerk said. "This man just ordered our last bunch." The
desperate customer turned to me and begged, "May I please have those
roses?"
"What happened?" I asked. "Did you forget your wedding anniversary?"
"It's even worse than that," he confided. "I crashed my wife's hard
drive!"
Heavenly Father,
Help us remember that
the jerk who cut us off in
traffic last night is a single mother who
worked nine hours that day and was rushing
home to cook dinner, help with
homework, do the laundry and spend a few
precious moments with her children.
Help us to remember that the pierced,
tattooed, disinterested
young man who can't make change correctly is a
worried 19-year-old college student,
balancing his apprehension
over final exams with his fear of not
getting his student loans for next semester.
Remind us, Lord, that the scary
looking bum, begging for money in
the same spot every day (who really ought to
get a job) is a slave to addictions
that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.
Help us to remember that the old
couple walking annoyingly slow
through the store aisles and blocking our
shopping progress are savoring this
moment, knowing that, based on
the biopsy report she got back last week,
this will be the last year that they
go shopping together.
Heavenly Father, remind us each day
that, of all the gifts
you give us, the greatest gift is love.
It is not
enough to share that love with those we hold
dear. Open our hearts not just to those who are close
to us but to all humanity.
Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive.
Bless us with patience, empathy and love.
--author unknown; found circulating the NET via email.
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