Miracle Streak!
I have realized what I live for: The Daily Miracle. Yes, the more I make myself available to participate in these small moments, the more they happen to me.
For example, yesterday's miracle: As I am walking back from dinner the long way (to get exercise I guess), I end up approaching a parked car as two older ladies are getting out. Right as I pass, I realize the woman in the passenger side, the side I am on, is having a hard time pulling herself out of the car.
Instinctively, I approach to help, though I become suddenly worried that she will be insulted that I have assumed she needs help standing up. In her hands she is holding a coffee and a a banana, so I figure the best way I could help is by holding her stuff to give her a free hand. But as I reach to take her items, she hessitates. I think, "Oh great, she is worried I'm going to run off with her damn banana!"
At this point I am pretty out-of-my-comfort-zone, so I turn away, figuring I have made enough trouble. But she calls out to me, "Just grab my arm!" Ah!
I return, hold her by the forearm and we rather easily pivot her out of the car. She exclaims, "You are strong! Thank you!" I politely decline her compliment with a, "Naw, I just lean into it," and proceed on my way. Back into my dark thoughts and self-loathing.
But above the regular mental din, my mind keeps repeating those words of a stranger: "You are strong!"
How great is that?
For example, yesterday's miracle: As I am walking back from dinner the long way (to get exercise I guess), I end up approaching a parked car as two older ladies are getting out. Right as I pass, I realize the woman in the passenger side, the side I am on, is having a hard time pulling herself out of the car.
Instinctively, I approach to help, though I become suddenly worried that she will be insulted that I have assumed she needs help standing up. In her hands she is holding a coffee and a a banana, so I figure the best way I could help is by holding her stuff to give her a free hand. But as I reach to take her items, she hessitates. I think, "Oh great, she is worried I'm going to run off with her damn banana!"
At this point I am pretty out-of-my-comfort-zone, so I turn away, figuring I have made enough trouble. But she calls out to me, "Just grab my arm!" Ah!
I return, hold her by the forearm and we rather easily pivot her out of the car. She exclaims, "You are strong! Thank you!" I politely decline her compliment with a, "Naw, I just lean into it," and proceed on my way. Back into my dark thoughts and self-loathing.
But above the regular mental din, my mind keeps repeating those words of a stranger: "You are strong!"
How great is that?
posted by Just Greg at Thursday, June 22, 2006
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