Story’s Of Gods Will

[Winnie G]

Do you have a story?


It’s funny how as the years go by it is not till you get older you even see God Will and how it affects your life.

Year ago in my early 30’s thinking I had it all a family a loving marriage I had it all.
On a trip to spend one last weekend with my husband I took the train over night to Winnipeg from Edmonton before he was sent over seas to Yugoslavia.

We visited every thing the city had the art gallery and one of the museum, we walked all over down town. A young panhandler asked for spare change as we walked by him and in my puffed up self I snapped back “get a job” and kept walking.

It was not till years later, one of my older sons moved away from home and rented a apartment with a “friend” to make a long story short he lost his job and his “friend” took off with the rent money and he lost his apartment too the landlord changed the locks.
He found himself out on the streets in the middle of winter –40’and no money.
He need to get somewhere warm so he stood out side the transit shelter asking for change so he could get on the train and travel the night on transit to stay warm.
When he called us after struggling for a week working day labour jobs just so he could find a place to sleep and eat. We sent him a bus ticket and cash for food to come home.
He came home to tell us stories about how mean people were yelling “get a job” and other rude things and he spent hours in the frigged cold asking for change to just get in to the transit station. $1.50
I have not been about to walk by a panhandler since.

My children have asked me way I do that and I tell them the story of my son and how this person is someone’s son.
I don’t care if it goes to booze all I know is he is someone’s son.

[StrawberryFields]

Winnie,

That is great; you have learned how to personalize a stranger. The same scenario can be in replacing anger to a stranger in a car by doing this; there would be no road rage. After all, who are we to judge another, what matters is the intent of goodness in our hearts.

[Amillia]

I love that Winnie. Thanks for sharing it. We do have to realize we are all down here doing the best we can under the circumstance and no one knows what circumstances has brought others to where they are. And we all need to help each other where we are, the best we can without judging.

[pushka]

Thank you Winnie, that was a wonderful story with a good lesson to be learned.

My grandmother was my mother, my best friend and my grandma, she was my inspiration
and my sunshine, she died two weeks before my wedding. At first I was angery that the lord could take someone
I love so dearly away.... and through time I have come to realize she was able to find peace through death. She was able to return to her father in heaven, see her husband again, and her mother and father, and because of her death I finally learned to forgive my real mother and gain a relationship with her that I would have never had, had my grandma lived. Her death was my loss and my gain.......And for her it was a blessing she had been waiting for....
Laureltree

[Lindy]

Oh Winnie....you make us all think and rethink about so many things. Thank you for that story.

LT~ I am sorry for the loss of your grandma, but I am happy that you turned it around so wonderfully.

[Cal]

I appreciate the story Winnie and you learned a lesson that many of us need to be reminded of. Of course, all one has to do is read the BoM to get the Word on blaming the beggar's woes on him.

[Amillia]

Originally posted by Cal@Mar 2 2005, 07:18 PM
I appreciate the story Winnie and you learned a lesson that many of us need to be reminded of. Of course, all one has to do is read the BoM to get the Word on blaming the beggar's woes on him.

Interesting point Cal.

[Winnie G]

I was two and half-hours north of here to a workshop yesterday there is a large population of Aboriginal people in that city.
When I headed home yesterday I was reminded how they get such a hard life.
My husband always remembers one of my remarks one day wile traveling thought the down town core of this city and a very wasted men was standing out side a seedy bar door and you could tell at a glance this was a life long burden he has given him self now so lost there was nothing but pity there.
I said “Oh Honey one of Gods children so lost.”
I know that sound odd but if you live anywhere near reserve or a ethnic community were alcohol abuse is visible it brake your hart when you truly look deeper in to the sole of your self and them.

I have grate respect for people that work with addictions.
It’s like baling a boat with a sieve.

[StrawberryFields]

Originally posted by Winnie G@Mar 3 2005, 10:14 AM
it brake your hart when you truly look deeper in to the sole of your self and them.

I have grate respect for people that work with addictions.
ItÃÔ like baling a boat with a sieve.

So True Winnie.

We could all be there by just making a left turn rather then a right.

The choices we make everyday have the potential to make a great impact on our lives. Some people, however, start in a really tough spot making life changing choices more difficult.