I wanted to tell you all a story. I work with a lot of women. I have for the last twenty years in different salons all over the Dayton area. Last week was a time I was humbled by a story that one of my coworkers shared with me. I will not be putting names here, but you know who you are. I want you to know that seeing you blessed and without words blessed me more deeply than had this happened to me.
A friend of mine got off work and walked out to her car only to find a pretty bad scratch on her car door. A dent and a scratch, and, you guessed it, not a soul in sight. Now we all know how this goes. We grumble, we may even cry a bit, and then come to the conclusion that it is only a car and worse things can happen. (someone like me stays mad for longer than that) Anyway, she went home and figured at some point, I'll get it fixed.
Three days later, (how cool, three days at Easter) there was a letter at the front desk for my friend. Addressed to the owner of the little grey car at the salon. This was all typed. There was a letter inside wrapped around 102$. The letter said, " I am sorry I scratched your car. I don't make much money. I went to the bank and this is all I had in my savings. I hope it helps with the repairs."
My friend came over to my station and shared this with another friend of mine and myself. We both just stood there. All three of us with tears in our eyes. My friend, the owner of the little grey car said, " its the two dollars that is getting me the most."
When I sit and dwell on my problems, I am going to ask God to bring this story to my mind. After three days we were all forgiven of all our sins and got the chance to start again. To the person who sent the money to my friend. She says its all cool!
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