This
heartwarming story has circulated around the globe for hundreds of times, but
because of its very pleasant effect to the heart, we will republish it here in
this site.
Here's your
heart and mind boosting story, courtesy of henna96.blogspot.com:
He was tired and
aching and on his way home from a long day at work, so he almost didn't see the
old lady stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day he
could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got
out. His old Pontiac was still sputtering as he approached her.
Even with the
smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last
hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look 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 a 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 car where 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 bad enough. Bryan crawled
under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time
or two. Soon he was able to change the tire.
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 she owed 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 a job to him. This was helping
someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in
the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to
act any other way.
He told 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,
"Pass it on."
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 last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy
looking restaurant. Outside were two 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 eight months pregnant, but she never let
the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who
had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan ..
After the lady
finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly
went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped
right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The
waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written
on the napkin.
There were tears
in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote:
"This isn't
a tip, it's a gift. You don't owe me anything. Somebody once helped me out and
if you feel you want to pay me back, don't let this chain of love end with you,
pass it on."
Under the napkin
were four more $100 bills.
Well, there were
tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress
made it to closing time.
That night when
she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money
and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known 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 to her, she gave him a gentle
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."
--- Author Unknown ---








