I'm sure I wasn't reading this the 1st time, neither were you. But this still touched my heart everytime I read them..
Friends, for your reading pleasure!
WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, buteven in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So hepulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was stillsputtering when he approached her.
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stoppedto help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn'tlook safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold.He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the carwhere it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'
Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was badenough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a plac e to put thejack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to changethe tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much shelowed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid.
This was not ajob to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows therewere plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived hiswhole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. He tol d her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.' He waited until she started her car and drove off.
It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight. A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the lastleg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside weretwo old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eightmonths pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little couldbe so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.
After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollarbill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollarbill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was goneby the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where thelady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, hereis what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you. ' Under the napkin were four more $100 bills. Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, a nd people toserve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night whenshe got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking aboutthe money and what the lady had written. How could the lady haveknown how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....
She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next toher, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low,'Everything' s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.
'There is an old saying, 'What goes around comes around.'
Today I sentyou this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on. Let this light shine.
