[Faith-talk] FW: B-F Fw: What Goes Around - Comes Around

Fri Apr 18 11:39:50 CDT 2008

This was very good.  It makes one shed a small tear.

Ron Poire

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From: "Eric Calhoun" <eric at pmpmail.com>
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Subject: [Faith-talk] FW: B-F Fw: What Goes Around - Comes Around

>I was apprehensive about sending this to the list, but thought thismight be
> a blessing to someone.
>
> Eric
>
>
> Original Message:
> From: "Travis Bower" <tdbower at msn.com>
> To: <friends-united at yahoogroups.com>
> Subject: B-F Fw: What Goes Around - Comes Around
> Date:
> Thu, 17 Apr 2008 21:24:22 -0700
>
> This was forwarded to me by a friend of my and I think you would like
> reading this. Sincerely Travis Bower T
> ----- Original Message ----- 
> From: Julie Greene
> To: Travis Bower
> Sent: Thursday, April 17, 2008 6:01 AM
> Subject: Fw: What Goes Around - Comes Around
>
>
>
> ----- Original Message ----- 
> From: buckcu2 at aol.com
> To: debiwatson55 at comcast.net ; sgwatson55 at comcast.net
> Sent: Sunday, April 13, 2008 6:36 PM
> Subject: What Goes Around - Comes Around
>
>
> "Reputation is what people think you are, Character is what God knows you
> are!"
>
> The man slowly looked up. This was a woman clearly accustomed to the
> finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like that she had never
> missed a meal in her life. His first thought was that she wanted to make
> fun of him, like so many others had done before.
>
> "Leave me alone," he growled.
>
> To his amazement, the woman continued standing. She was smiling -- her
> even white teeth displayed in dazzling rows. "Are you hungry?" she asked.
>
> "No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just come from dining with the
> president. Now go away." The woman's smile became even broader. Suddenly
> the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.
>
> "What are you doing, lady?" the man asked angrily. "I said to leave me
> alone.
>
> Just then a policeman came up. "Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked.
>
> "No problem here, officer," the woman answered. "I'm just trying to get
> this man to his feet. Will you help me?"
>
> The officer scratched his head. "That's old Jack. He's been a fixture
> around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him?"
>
> "See that cafeteria over there?" she asked. "I'm going to get him
> something to eat and get him out of the cold for awhile."
>
> "Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man res isted. "I don't want to go in
> there!" Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up.
>
> "Let me go, officer. I didn't do anything."
>
> "This is a good deal for you, Jack," the officer answered. "Don't blow
> it.."
>
> Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the police officer got
> Jack into the cafeteria and sat him at a table in a remote corner. It was
> the middle of the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had already left
> and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived. The manager strode across the
> cafeteria and stood by his table.
>
> "What's going on here, officer?" he asked. "What i s all this. Is this
> man in trouble?"
>
> "This lady brought this man in here to be fed," the policeman answered.
>
> "Not in here!" the manager replied angrily. "Having a person like that
> here is bad for business."
>
> Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. "See, lady. I told you so. Now if
> you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here in the first place."
>
> The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled. "Sir, are you
> familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?"
>
> "Of course I am," the manager answered impatiently. "They hold their
> weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms."
>
> "And do you make a goodly amount of money providing food at these weekly
> meetings?"
>
> "What business is that of yours?"
>
> "I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company."
>
> "Oh."
>
> The woman smiled again. "I thought that might make a difference." She
> glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a giggle. "Would you like to join
> u s in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?"
>
> "No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty."
>
> "Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?"
>
> "Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice."
>
> The cafeteria manager turned on his heel "I'll get your coffee for you
> right away, officer."
>
> The officer watched him walk away. "You certainly put him in his place,"
> he said.
>
> "That was not my intent. Believe it or not, I have a reason for all
> this."
>
> She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest She stared
> at him intently. "Jack, do you remember me?"
>
> Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes "I think so -- I
> mean you do look familiar."
>
> "I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even filled out more
> than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through that very
> door, cold and hungry."
>
> "Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly. He couldn't believe that such a
> magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry.
>
> "I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come to the city
> looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. Finally I was down to my
> last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment. I walked the
> streets for days. It was February and I was cold and nearly starving. I 
> saw
> this place and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to
> eat."
>
> Jack lit up with a smile. "Now I remember," he said. "I was behind the
> serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something
> to eat. I said that it was against company policy."
>
> "I know," the woman continued. "Then you made me the biggest roast beef
> sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go
> over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into
> trouble. Then, when I looked over, I saw you put the price of my food in
> the cash register I knew then that everything would be all right."
>
> "So you started you r own business?" Old Jack said.
>
> "I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually I
> started my own business, that, with the help of God, prospered." She 
> opened
> her purse and pulled out a business card. "When you are finished here, I
> want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons. He's the personnel director of my
> company. I'll go talk to him now and I'm certain he'll find something for
> you to do around the office." She smiled. "I think he might even find the
> funds to give you a little advance so that you can buy some clothes and 
> get
> a place to live until you get on your feet. If you ever need anything, my
> door is always opened to you."
>
> There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever thank you? " he
> said.
>
> "Don't thank me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory. Thank
> Jesus.. He led me to you."
>
> Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the entrance
> before going their separate ways. "Thank you for all your help, officer, "
> she said.
>
> "On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered. "Thank you. I saw a miracle
> today, something that I will never forget. And...And thank you for the
> coffee."
>
> If you have missed knowing me, you have missed nothing. If you have
> missed some of my emails, you might have missed a laugh.
>
> But, if you have missed knowing my LORD and SAVIOR, JESUS CHRIST, you
> have missed everything in the world
>
> Have a Wonderful Day. May God Bless You Always. And don't forget that
> when you "cast your bread upon the waters," you never know how it will be
> returned to you.
>
>
> God is so big He can cover the whole world with his Love and so small He
> can curl up inside your heart.
>
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