Friday, September 24, 2010
walking in his footsteps
Night approaches, the clock ticks, the hours move on and it's time to lay down and go to sleep. Turning and tossing, restlessness is evident, but finally sleep is conquered. The room is quiet, the bed is nice and toasty warm. It's natural to drift into having a dream. A man is walking down an isolated dirt road. Unfortunately, he misread his gasoline gage and it's near empty. Leaving his car,he starts to walk until he comes upon an old frame home. It looks rough,paint peeling gutters falling. This man is uncertain if anyone is living in this tired looking home. Knocking at the door several times, footsteps are finally heard indicating that someone is in this house. The door opens and there stands a man. He is tall, his hair silver grey, he is wearing a tattered blue shirt along with faded jeans. The driver of the car introduces himself adding that he is almost out of gasoline and a road sign indicates it's 8 miles to the nearest town. The homeowner confirms the the distance to the nearest town with a service station. He tells the man, he will be glad to drive him to and from town to get a can of gasoline for his car. Inviting the man, into his house, he introduces his wife. She looks so frail, with grey short hair wearing glasses sitting as she works on what is believed to be a quilt. The interior of the home is gloomy, limited furniture in the living room, curtains that are a tinge of white that may need to be replaced. The couple offers the stranger something to eat. he declines, saying that he has an appointment and will be late if he doesn't solve his gasoline problem.The men get into an old red truck, that you would wonder if it could even move. The men exchange some information about themselves. It appears that this couple receives Social Security with a small pension check. It's apparent that times have been tough for this couple and at times they are struggling to just manage to pay bills and just get by. There doesn't seem to be any bitterness or resentment as this elderly gentleman talks. With so little, he and his wife showed warmth and compassion for a stranger. As they were entering town and the gasoline station, the younger man offers some money to the elderly man for his time and help. As much as this elderly man could use the money he declined. His words,"I, may not have much, but what I have is time and driving to town and back, is my gift to you as Jesus would want me to help a stranger in need". It was apparent by the younger man that this man and his wife had alot,they had each other, care, compassion, a willingness to help someone without any expectations, except a handshake and "Thank You". Isn't this dream comforting? We don't have to have things, money to help someone. The riches we have are the inner spirit that gives us happiness that we are reaching out and to help someone in need with no ulterior motives. Jesus teaches us to help one another.
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A beautiful post Rose. Blessings to you this weekend.
ReplyDeleteThat is such a heartwarming story, Rose.
ReplyDeleteThat is very neat, Rose! Glad you shared it.
ReplyDeleteexactly! Very true. I love the way you painted the scene. Picture was very clear, Rose. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteWell, you had me from the first sentence of the dream. But I'm wondering if this is a dream you had while sleeping, or a really wishful dream.
ReplyDeleteIt's a wonderful dream! I'm sad that in this day and age we have to be careful about so many things...like helping strangers...giving freely of what ever we might have to share with others. Thankfully, I find more nice and generous people than the "other" folk! Have a great weekend Rose!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great dream! Makes a great story, thanks for sharing it!
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Beautiful, beautiful thoughts and the Peace of God just flowed over me as I read them... I NEEDED this so much tonight. I just finished writing a new post for my Country Grammy's Walk With God that does a bit of catchup for my followers... God Bless you!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post Rose, and so true:)
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ReplyDeleteWHAT A WONDERFUL STORY. WOULDN'T IT BE NICE TO HAVE MORE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD LIKE THAT. ENJOYED IT VERY MUCH. HAVE A NICE WEEKEND. RIZZI
Once in a while we hear of an encouter like the one in your dream. I started to say that it is too bad that things like that happen more in dreams than in real life. Perhaps we do not hear of such, because the person that would be so kind to someone, is the same person that would not see reason to tell anyone else.
ReplyDeletePleasant dream.
I really enjoyed this post, Rose. I couldn't help but think of my father-in-law as I read this. He and his wife lived beside a busy highway all of their lives. Because of this, he was priviledged to help many motorists in his lifetime--and he never took anything in return, he simply enjoyed helping someone.
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend :) Kathy
Hi Rose! I just realized I haven't stopped by lately and I'm about 3 of your posts behind. They all look so interesting, too! I promise to read them all!
ReplyDeleteVery heartwarming and a great lesson for everyone. Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteP.S. You don't always have to thank me for commenting, I do it cause I want to.
Rose you posted such a beautiful and blessing filled post today. Thank you much for your friendship and your wonderful blog. Anne
ReplyDeletethis story catches my mind as I drift into a daydream. It holds more meanings than the one you shared.I love stories that always set a memory in your mind. Thank you for sharing.Such a blessing.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing the lovely story, Rose. It's a wonderful example of living as Jesus would have us to live.
ReplyDeleteHi Rose...this has been such a great post for me! My son has been working on projects about dreams ~ it was great to get a different take!!
ReplyDeleteHi Rose! One more thing. If you'd like, you can e-mail me and that way I'll have your e-mail address. We could correspond a little better that way and also reply to commments! My e-mail is listed in my Profile! Have a blissful week!
ReplyDeleteDear Rose, this is so very well written with much compassion. It is true, we can share what we have.. However, I would have placed some money somewhere it could be found later. My son did that with me not so long ago. He placed it into the pages of my Bible. God Bless you.
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