What goes around comes around

A true unabridged story....

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 Pontiac was still
sputtering when 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 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 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. 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 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, "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 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: "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, here is 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, and
people to serve, but the waitress made
it through another day.

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 soft kiss and
whispered soft and low, "Everything's gonna be all right.
I love you, Bryan Anderson."



There is an old saying "What goes around comes
around." Today, I sent you this story, and I'm asking
you to pass it on ... Let this light shine.

Don't delete it. Please pass this on to a friend.

Good friends are like stars....You don't always see
them, but you know they are always there.

Always love with all your heart and someone will love
you the same.

Thanks to Tony and Pauline for passing this delightful story on