Posts Tagged ‘angel’

A Thank You Letter to a Grocery Store Angel

April 1, 2014

This blog post from Andrea’s blog, True Stories of a Midwest Yankee, powerfully illustrates the impact that a simple act of kindness can have on the lives of strangers. Let it serve as a reminder to stay alert for opportunities to help others. You are quite literally surrounded by opportunities to be somebody’s angel for the day; all you have to do it is hold the intention that you wish to help and stay aware for the right time to step forward.


 TO THE WOMAN BEHIND ME IN LINE AT THE GROCERY STORE

Dear woman behind me in line at the grocery store,

grocery-store-receipt-stranger-paidYou don’t know me. You have no clue what my life has been like since October 1, 2013. You have no clue that my family has gone through the wringer. You have no clue that we have faced unbelievable hardship. You have no clue we have been humiliated, humbled, destitute.

You have no clue I have cried more days than not; that I fight against bitterness taking control of my heart. You have no clue that my husband’s pride was shattered. You have no clue my kids have had the worries of an adult on their shoulders. You have no clue their innocence was snatched from them for no good reason. You know none of this.

What you do know is I tried to buy my kids some food and that the EBT machine was down so I couldn’t buy that food. I didn’t have any cash or my debit card with me. I only had my SNAP card. All you heard was me saying “No, don’t hold it for me. My kids are hungry now and I have no other way of paying for this.” You didn’t judge me. You didn’t snarl “Maybe you should have less kids.” You didn’t say “Well, get a job and learn to support yourself.” You didn’t look away in embarrassment or shame for me. You didn’t make any assumptions at all.

What you did was you (more…)

You May Be Someone’s Only Angel

September 29, 2013

This poignant four-minute video produced by Cleveland Clinic is a good reminder to be other-centered instead of self-centered. That’s a powerful lesson to keep in mind because you never know if the next person you run into is having the best day of her life. Or the worst.

If you knew the man sitting at the next table was feeling utterly alone and desperate, would you take a moment to smile warmly and offer a kind word? Or would you sip your coffee, check your phone and ignore him?

Someone close to me told me he was in a dark place a few years back, struggling to find a reason to get up in the morning. At the checkout line in a grocery store, a woman smiled at him and (more…)

Snow Angel

August 14, 2010

I love this story from the book Angel Letters by Sophy Burnham. It was submitted by William N. Lindemann of Tahoma, California. Do I believe it? Absolutely. I’ve heard far too many such stories to doubt that such angelic interventions can happen.

Beside me throughout my life, I have always felt a guiding presence. When I am walking in the wild, as I have done since childhood, this presence guides me. I have humorously referred to it as General Direction.

I was raised in the outdoors. I spent ten years in scouting. I wandered the woods alone all my life, often preferring the company of animals to humans. I hunted and fished, paddled and back-packed, wherever I felt a need or desire to go. So it was not unusual one cold February morning for me to go for a walk outside. I bundled up in a down parka, boots, hat, and mittens and set out into the thin, sub-zero day.

As I left our low-rent student apartment, I mentioned I was off, and no one asked where. I walked down to the shore of a nearby lake, about a mile from home. This lake is nearly twenty-five miles in circumference, nine miles long, and about five miles wide. From where I stood overlooking the bumpy hillocks of ice and snow, I estimated it would take me four hours to reach the middle and return.

The lake had been frozen for two months, and the ice was quite thick. People skied, played and fished on it daily. Indeed, that day I could see colorful figures off in the distance. I created a line-of-sight target for myself and stomped off into the snow. It was tiring work, and not having been prepared for such a large undertaking, I didn’t bring water with me. My thirst increased and I started to eat the snow.

As I reached the turning point, the sky began to cloud over. The cloud cover was (more…)