Re: Unconditional Acceptance

[Guest guest]

> Unconditional Acceptance

> ( O'Connor)

> I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently

completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was

Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring, and the last project

of the term was called " Smile. " The class was asked to go out and

smile at three people and document their reaction. As I am a very

friendly person and always smile at everyone, I thought this would be

a piece of cake.

>

> Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest

son and I went out to Mc's on a crisp March morning. It was our

way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in

line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us

began to back away, even my husband. An overwhelming feeling of panic

welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. Turning

around, I smelled a horrible " dirty body " smell and there, standing

behind me, were two homeless men.

>

> As I looked down at the short gentleman, who was now close to

me, I noticed he was " smiling. " His beautiful sky blue eyes were full

of God's Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, " Good day, " as

he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man

fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the

second man was mentally deficient and the blue-eyed gentleman was his

salvation. I held my tears as I stood there with them.

>

> The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He

said, " Coffee is all, Miss, " probably because that was all they could

afford. To sit in the restaurant and warm up they had to buy

something, and they just wanted to be warm. Then I really felt it -

the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the

little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the

restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.

>

> I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give

me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I walked around the

corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put

the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's

cold hand. With tears in his eyes, he looked up at me and

said, " Thank you. " Leaning over, I began to pat his hand. " I did not

do this for you, " I said. " God is here working through me to give you

hope. " I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son.

>

> When I sat down, my husband smiled at me and said, " That is

why God gave you to me, honey, to give me hope. " That day showed me

the pure light of God's sweet love.

>

> I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with

this story in hand. When the Instructor asked if she could share it

with the class, I nodded. She began to read and that is when I knew

that we, as human beings and being part of God, share this need to

heal people and be healed. In my own way, I had touched the people at

Mc's, my husband, son, instructor, and every soul that shared

the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

>

> I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever

learn: Unconditional Acceptance. Much love and compassion to each and

every person who may read this. May we all learn how to love people

and use things - not love things and use people.

>

>

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> Lee

> Paraprofessional in Special Education

> texasbluebonnets@h...

> ICQ# :15118678

> ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

> , our loving mother, pray for us.

>

>

HI ! , First of all Congratulations ! On your College

Degree . You deserved it , how rewarding . What a lovely unexpected

assignment it turned out to be . Sometimes thats all it takes for one

person to remind others , we are all one . I too , enjoy being there

for others and its a great rewarding feeling . Where in Texas are you

from ? Take Care , God Bless You !

Irma , (12 / DS/ASD ).

>

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 3/28/01 9:09:35 AM Eastern Standard Time,

ROBLISFISH@... writes:

<< My two frustrations...noone was there for her..the young, energetic cashier

NEVER thought to help her out. Neither did anyone else in the store. After

I was done I went up to the store manager and explained his situation. He

said they would have been glad to help..but where were they. I hope he

spoke to that cashier but doubt he did!

Aint life grand!!!!

, mom to AJ () and his three siblings.

>>

,

I bet in that crowded store stood many people that have jobs that somehow

help the disabled too. That's really sick when they only do that when they

get paid to do it. I have seen that happen here. I always have 3 kids with

me, so I don't have the opportunity to offer much help to anyone unless it's

just to pick something up off the floor for them. But, life is GRAND,

because there are some people like you who still are courteous and helpful

and are just good people!

Gail

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 3/28/01 10:55:48 AM Eastern Standard Time,

okieleah@... writes:

<< lisa,

we had the dh discussion over the summer months..lmao didnt we laura:-)

dh can stand for: >>

LOL ,

I thought for the longest time that everyone had a husband with dh as a

nickname! LOL Like pj, jr, etc.... LOL

Gail

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 3/28/01 9:09:34 AM Eastern Standard Time,

ROBLISFISH@... writes:

<< Although the woman had to be drawing some attention because she

was moving so slowly, not one person in this crowded store offered her any

assistance. O looked around to be sure she was indeed traveling solo, and

then walked up to her to see if I can help. She was thrilled. >>

,

So good of you to step in. Now for a funny!!!! Once I was food

shopping in the bitter cold. As I pulled out of the parking lot, there was

an elderly woman waiting for a bus. I was waiting for clearance to pull out

and heard a tap tap on the window. She asked me would I drive her home;

that she only lived a few blocks. SURE, I said. I drove her home the

short distance and carried her bags in. NEXT, she asked me to help put them

away!!!! Then I got her situated on her living room couch. LOLOL I

thought I might end up cleaning her bathroom!! LOLOL

Then, last week, I dropped my 8 year old off for play practice. One of

the actors in the play is borderline retarded and older. I walked in and

got Allie situated and just as I was about to leave, he cornered me and

said... " Scuse me Miss.....would you go to Burger King and get me a

hamburger " ...............LOLOLOLOL I had to refuse him since I had to be

somewhere else. WHY do these things happen to me?!?!?!? Duff thinks it's

a riot!!!

Donna

[Guest guest]

I had an interesting experience as well, but it was an interesting look at

our society. I went to the grocery store the other day, a Saturday, it was

packed. Thank goodness I was alone! When I walked in I noticed an older

woman in a check out line. She was not moving very easily, and had a

walker. She was trying to lift her groceries into her cart and maneuver her

walker. The cashier just pushed her groceries down and went on to the next

customer. Although the woman had to be drawing some attention because she

was moving so slowly, not one person in this crowded store offered her any

assistance. O looked around to be sure she was indeed traveling solo, and

then walked up to her to see if I can help. She was thrilled. I packed up

her cart and pushed it out to her car, and she came next to me slowly

pushing her walker. We almost got run down by a speeding car in the parking

lot, he thought he had the right of way to a woman in a walker. She was

very appreciative. Although I was concerned about how she was driving, but

I'm sure she is able to do this.

My two frustrations...noone was there for her..the young, energetic cashier

NEVER thought to help her out. Neither did anyone else in the store. After

I was done I went up to the store manager and explained his situation. He

said they would have been glad to help..but where were they. I hope he

spoke to that cashier but doubt he did!

Aint life grand!!!!

, mom to AJ () and his three siblings.

PS- I am a little computer illit, what does dh stand for??

autism y

Unconditional Acceptance

> Unconditional Acceptance

> ( O'Connor)

> I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed

my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher

was absolutely inspiring, and the last project of the term was called

" Smile. " The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and

document their reaction. As I am a very friendly person and always smile at

everyone, I thought this would be a piece of cake.

>

> Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son

and I went out to Mc's on a crisp March morning. It was our way of

sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to

be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, even

my husband. An overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I

turned to see why they had moved. Turning around, I smelled a horrible

" dirty body " smell and there, standing behind me, were two homeless men.

>

> As I looked down at the short gentleman, who was now close to me, I

noticed he was " smiling. " His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's

Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, " Good day, " as he counted the

few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he

stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally deficient

and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood

there with them.

>

> The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said,

" Coffee is all, Miss, " probably because that was all they could afford. To

sit in the restaurant and warm up they had to buy something, and they just

wanted to be warm. Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I

almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is

when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every

action.

>

> I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two

more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I walked around the corner to the

table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table

and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. With tears in his

eyes, he looked up at me and said, " Thank you. " Leaning over, I began to pat

his hand. " I did not do this for you, " I said. " God is here working through

me to give you hope. " I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband

and son.

>

> When I sat down, my husband smiled at me and said, " That is why God

gave you to me, honey, to give me hope. " That day showed me the pure light

of God's sweet love.

>

> I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story

in hand. When the Instructor asked if she could share it with the class, I

nodded. She began to read and that is when I knew that we, as human beings

and being part of God, share this need to heal people and be healed. In my

own way, I had touched the people at Mc's, my husband, son,

instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I

spent as a college student.

>

> I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

Unconditional Acceptance. Much love and compassion to each and every person

who may read this. May we all learn how to love people and use things - not

love things and use people.

>

>

>

>

>

> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

------

>

>

>

> Lee

> Paraprofessional in Special Education

> texasbluebonnets@...

> ICQ# :15118678

> ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

> , our loving mother, pray for us.

>

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

lisa,

we had the dh discussion over the summer months..lmao didnt we laura:-)

dh can stand for:

dearest hubby

darling honey

disgusting hardhead

d*ck he*ad

denouncing hazard

devoted handholder

in order words anything you use to describe your husband. we just shorten to

" dh " so mama joan, the listmaster doesn't put us in time out for being

noncompliant...hehehhe although i tend to walk a fine line between

compliance and just being an overall pain in the butt... hope that helps you

get some computer education....and don't worry we all started out by not

knowing...kinda like parenting, didnt come with a handbook

leah

>From: " ROB FISH " <ROBLISFISH@...>

>Reply-

>< >

>Subject: Re: Unconditional Acceptance

>Date: Wed, 28 Mar 2001 09:03:03 -0500

>

>I had an interesting experience as well, but it was an interesting look at

>our society. I went to the grocery store the other day, a Saturday, it was

>packed. Thank goodness I was alone! When I walked in I noticed an older

>woman in a check out line. She was not moving very easily, and had a

>walker. She was trying to lift her groceries into her cart and maneuver

>her

>walker. The cashier just pushed her groceries down and went on to the next

>customer. Although the woman had to be drawing some attention because she

>was moving so slowly, not one person in this crowded store offered her any

>assistance. O looked around to be sure she was indeed traveling solo, and

>then walked up to her to see if I can help. She was thrilled. I packed up

>her cart and pushed it out to her car, and she came next to me slowly

>pushing her walker. We almost got run down by a speeding car in the

>parking

>lot, he thought he had the right of way to a woman in a walker. She was

>very appreciative. Although I was concerned about how she was driving, but

>I'm sure she is able to do this.

>

>My two frustrations...noone was there for her..the young, energetic cashier

>NEVER thought to help her out. Neither did anyone else in the store.

>After

>I was done I went up to the store manager and explained his situation. He

>said they would have been glad to help..but where were they. I hope he

>spoke to that cashier but doubt he did!

>

>Aint life grand!!!!

>, mom to AJ () and his three siblings.

>

>PS- I am a little computer illit, what does dh stand for??

>

>

>autism y

> Unconditional Acceptance

>

>

> > Unconditional Acceptance

> > ( O'Connor)

> > I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently

>completed

>my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher

>was absolutely inspiring, and the last project of the term was called

> " Smile. " The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and

>document their reaction. As I am a very friendly person and always smile at

>everyone, I thought this would be a piece of cake.

> >

> > Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son

>and I went out to Mc's on a crisp March morning. It was our way of

>sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to

>be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, even

>my husband. An overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I

>turned to see why they had moved. Turning around, I smelled a horrible

> " dirty body " smell and there, standing behind me, were two homeless men.

> >

> > As I looked down at the short gentleman, who was now close to me,

>I

>noticed he was " smiling. " His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's

>Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, " Good day, " as he counted the

>few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as

>he

>stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally deficient

>and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood

>there with them.

> >

> > The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said,

> " Coffee is all, Miss, " probably because that was all they could afford. To

>sit in the restaurant and warm up they had to buy something, and they just

>wanted to be warm. Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I

>almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is

>when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every

>action.

> >

> > I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me

>two

>more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I walked around the corner to the

>table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the

>table

>and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. With tears in his

>eyes, he looked up at me and said, " Thank you. " Leaning over, I began to

>pat

>his hand. " I did not do this for you, " I said. " God is here working through

>me to give you hope. " I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband

>and son.

> >

> > When I sat down, my husband smiled at me and said, " That is why

>God

>gave you to me, honey, to give me hope. " That day showed me the pure light

>of God's sweet love.

> >

> > I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this

>story

>in hand. When the Instructor asked if she could share it with the class, I

>nodded. She began to read and that is when I knew that we, as human beings

>and being part of God, share this need to heal people and be healed. In my

>own way, I had touched the people at Mc's, my husband, son,

>instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I

>spent as a college student.

> >

> > I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

>Unconditional Acceptance. Much love and compassion to each and every person

>who may read this. May we all learn how to love people and use things - not

>love things and use people.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

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> >

> >

> > Lee

> > Paraprofessional in Special Education

> > texasbluebonnets@...

> > ICQ# :15118678

> > ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

> > , our loving mother, pray for us.

> >

> >

> >

> >

[Guest guest]

That was wonderful of you....I am always surprised at the number of times that I

see situations where someone needs help and people noticed and just ignored it.

It's so refreshing to hear that not everyone reacts like that!

Unconditional Acceptance

> Unconditional Acceptance

> ( O'Connor)

> I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed

my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher

was absolutely inspiring, and the last project of the term was called

" Smile. " The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and

document their reaction. As I am a very friendly person and always smile at

everyone, I thought this would be a piece of cake.

>

> Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son

and I went out to Mc's on a crisp March morning. It was our way of

sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to

be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, even

my husband. An overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I

turned to see why they had moved. Turning around, I smelled a horrible

" dirty body " smell and there, standing behind me, were two homeless men.

>

> As I looked down at the short gentleman, who was now close to me, I

noticed he was " smiling. " His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's

Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, " Good day, " as he counted the

few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he

stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally deficient

and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood

there with them.

>

> The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said,

" Coffee is all, Miss, " probably because that was all they could afford. To

sit in the restaurant and warm up they had to buy something, and they just

wanted to be warm. Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I

almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is

when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every

action.

>

> I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two

more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I walked around the corner to the

table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table

and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. With tears in his

eyes, he looked up at me and said, " Thank you. " Leaning over, I began to pat

his hand. " I did not do this for you, " I said. " God is here working through

me to give you hope. " I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband

and son.

>

> When I sat down, my husband smiled at me and said, " That is why God

gave you to me, honey, to give me hope. " That day showed me the pure light

of God's sweet love.

>

> I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story

in hand. When the Instructor asked if she could share it with the class, I

nodded. She began to read and that is when I knew that we, as human beings

and being part of God, share this need to heal people and be healed. In my

own way, I had touched the people at Mc's, my husband, son,

instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I

spent as a college student.

>

> I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

Unconditional Acceptance. Much love and compassion to each and every person

who may read this. May we all learn how to love people and use things - not

love things and use people.

>

>

>

>

>

> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

------

>

>

>

> Lee

> Paraprofessional in Special Education

> texasbluebonnets@...

> ICQ# :15118678

> ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

> , our loving mother, pray for us.

>

>

>

>