April Alisa Marquette's Blog

July 9, 2013

Ever start the day feeling not quite right?

Ever start the day feeling not quite right? Well, I’ll tell you something. You can fix that. How, you might ask. With the power of your mind of course. A man once told me that it didn’t matter what happened to him, he could always start his day over — in his mind. So I tried it, and today I’m even going to let you join me. Watch me now… because I am going to do something we often did as kids when things didn’t go like we wanted them to. I am going to indulge in a virtual ‘do-over.’

Since I feel like crap at this moment, I’m going to have a huge cup of coffee. This one right here…coffee

Then although I know it’s laden with calories and sugar, I don’t care right now. I am am going to enjoy a virtual apple turnover. apple turnover See, I’ve even taken a ‘bite.’ Mmm…dee-lish!

When I finish it, I am going to get up in this comfy bed where I will pull the covers over my head and sleep until I feel ready to face the day. comfy bed …Reaching from beneath the cover to turn out the light.

A virtual two hours has passed. Ahhhh, now I’m waking up. I feel refreshed and new. waking up new Don’t I look it?

 

You should try it. It’s amazing how just thinking about doing a few needful things will rejuvenate!

Well, I’ve got to go, get a few things done, now that I’m all better, therefore…

Until next time,

April

 

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October 5, 2010

What Would You Do?

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A girlfriend forwarded an email to me entitled Breakfast at McDonald’s. I’ve cut and  pasted it below, because I simply had to share it with you:

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 with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with. Her last project of the term was called, ‘Smile.’ The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.

I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, Literally. Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning. It was just 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, and then even my husband did.

I did not move an inch… An overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was ‘smiling.’ His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched f or 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 challenged 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’ because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He 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 then 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.

He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, ‘Thank you.’ I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, ‘I did not do this for you. 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.’

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.

We are not church goers, but we are believers. 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. I turned in ‘my project’ and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, ‘Can I share this?’ I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. 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 to be healed. In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s, my son, the 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 is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to

LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS

NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.

and never forget:

To handle yourself, use your head.

To handle others, use your heart…

Ask this question too: were you to find yourself in a situation similar to this woman’s, what would you do?

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