I woke up this morning not feeling anything special. I tried to enjoy a cup of coffee and watch a little TV before I had to go to work. There is an empty feeling that I have had so many times before and it seems to be creeping back into my mind and heart.
The past year and a half has been so traumatic I haven't had much time to realize that it was still lingering. What is it?! I can't figure it out. Nevertheless I continued on with my morning.
I got ready for work and headed out the door. On the way I decided to stop and get a grill cheese from the little bagel shop just down the road. I have never been in there before but I was hungry and it would be 5 hours before I got off work.
I walked in to find a cozy little bakery; nothing special, just full of seemingly humble people enjoying a Saturday morning treat. The owner of the store took my order. He asked me what I wanted and I told him I heard he made a great grill cheese. He seemed pleased to hear that his little store was giving out good reviews among the area residents.
He took my order and made small conversation with me, rang me up and started making my sandwich. I looked around and found an empty seat to wait.
As I was sitting in the small space there was an elderly gentleman finishing his breakfast. He paid the waitress, received his change and made a small joke with her. As he turned to get up, which was quite a difficult feat for this gentleman, he looked over at me. I gave an empathetic glance and small smile.
He looked again in my direction for a moment and says to me, "Has anyone ever told you, you have the most beautiful brown eyes?"
Seeing as I have blue eyes, I can't say I have ever heard that before.
I humored him and said, "No, I can't say anyone has ever told me that before."
He smiled, gave a small chuckle and said, "Well since they are blue you wouldn't have heard that, but you have beautiful blue eyes."
I laughed and said thank you very much. He began to throw a few one liner jokes my way so I smiled and laughed at his jokes.
He tried to get up to leave again and looked at me and said, "Your smile really brightens a room, do you know that?"
I said, "Thank you very much."
He proceeded to get up, which took him quite some time. As he got up he looked at me with sincerity in his eyes and said, "Take care of that smile."
I assured him I would and as he turned away I noticed there was writing on the back of his jacket. It was worn, faded and impossible to read. The only thing I could make out at the very top was "God answers prayers".
I felt a sensation of comfort wash over me and I reflected on my morning and that empty feeling I had. For a moment in time it seemed to be filled.
Is the emptiness I feel my lack of experiences with God and his children? If so where do I go from here? I can't say "where do I start" because I have been seeking God the majority of my life. What is it that I need to do or seek out? I don't know where else to look.
I guess if "God answers prayers" I need to start praying...
Copyright © 2011 Melissa Harris
I have always been a very observant person and I look for valuable meanings in every day life. My entry was my actual experience and immediately following I was strongly compelled to write about it... by the way the grill cheese really was great!
I am a single mother of two beautiful boys; I work, go to school and find that writing my inner most revelations is very gratifying. Sharing my "perceptions" is great stress relief. I only hope others can get the same value out of it as I do. I have just started a blog at: http://www.melismind.blogspot.com/
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