This is my second post for the day, but I just thought of something that I really want to tell you about. It may seem pretty pointless, but I find great joy in this.
To begin with, I have my first job since high school (and even then, I only had that job [Chinese gourmet express…like panda express] for 3 months). This is my 3rd week at my new job. I work in a little convenience store with a little food court on campus. I am a cashier. I work Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays from 12-3ish. It varies. But its a job in which I’m constantly interacting with people.
Well, there is this particular man that comes in and gets a hamburger, a drink, and chips. I think he is the cutest little man ever.
I get so giddy when I see him and I hope that he comes through my line. He looks like a little Buddha. He’s oriental and has this nice little part in his hair and has a beard and has this cute chubby belly with suspenders on. He is so gentle and has a meek voice. His wallet is packed with all sorts of cards. You can tell he holds on to things for a while.
Why am I saying all this? I don’t know. For some reason I praise God for this little man. So gentle and seemingly humble. Very considerate and comes in frequently. Sometimes I just get such joy at seeing the diverse people God has made us to be.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to walk a mile in a stranger’s shoes. I wonder where this little old man has come from before he stops in the store for lunch. I wonder where he goes when he leaves.
I pray that God gives you an appreciation for others. We are so different, yes, but maybe we should look at our similarities. We are all broken and need mending.
Don’t just focus on someone else’s cracked paint.
Don’t focus on the rips and tears.
See them how God sees them.
See them how God sees you.
Love them and appreciate God’s creation.
Over and Out..again