One year I was a bell-ringer for the Salvation
It was a chilly blustery day that turned into
a bitterly cold night.
I had been opening doors for people and dutifully ringing my bell all
and I was getting tired and hungry. We were short of help that night,
so everyone just kept on working. It was close enough to Christmas
that people had begun to sour on the hysterical gaiety of the stores in the
and I got more than a few surly looks.
It made me feel sad that folks couldn't seem to focus on the joy of the
My pot was pretty empty by dusk and even my smile felt a bit forced,
when I saw something that I will never forget;
Outside of the main entrance, (where I was working)
there were a number of handicapped parking spots;
They were all full of course...
most of them occupied by healthy people that "Just dashed in for a
I noticed a pickup truck with a disabled veteran plate cruise past
and then head for the back of the lot before the driver could find a place
I watched a man on crutches get out,
and begin to work himself towards the entrance where I stood.
The parking lot was covered in patches of black ice
and the wind gusted so strongly that I was afraid the poor man would be knocked
He finally made it to the door which I held open for him;
He crutched his way past me and said:
"I'll catch you on the way out."
Now, I had heard THAT a lot, and watched those same people leave by
just to avoid me, but I didn't blame this man at all...
He had been forced to walk almost two city blocks
because other folks hadn't had enough decency to park in the able-bodied areas,
and the darkening day was painfully cold. I knew that in some terrible
this man had lost the use of his legs in defense of his country...
and it's people...
The same people who wouldn't even give him a break on a parking place.
It made me feel sad and ashamed.
In a few minutes, a group of rowdy teenagers wearing gang colors came out
and started hassling me, saying things like; "What would you do if I
grabbed that pot?"
and "Hey lady! Are you willing to get cut for that little bit of
They scared me because there were 5 or 6 of them and they kept circling around
me like hungry wolves.
It was just past dark and for the moment there was no one else in site,
and I was becoming more frightened. They seemed to enjoy my fear and grew
I don't know what would have happened if my knight on shining crutches had
The scarred veteran stepped into the midst of the bunch
and stood looking at them.
One by one they dropped their eyes, unable to stand up to the intensity of his
then, they turned as one and just walked away.
I was shaken to say the least, and thanked my rescuer repeatedly.
"He said; "I wouldn't let those punks hassle a lady, or anyone
I asked him if he had been afraid; there were a lot of them and they were
all big and healthy...
he was just one rather slight man with a pair of useless legs.
He said; "No mam, I would do anything for 'Sally' " (The Salvation
He went on to tell me that he had spent a long time in various hospitals
after being discharged from the military,
and when he finally recovered enough physically and emotionally to return
he found that life had moved on without him. His wife had sold their house,
just prior to divorcing him and leaving the state; he was not able to go
to the type of physical work he had done before joining the service;
he had no place to go and no one to care about him.
He lived on the street for a while, and then one day went into a Salvation
to look for a coat. He got to talking with a man who worked there,
and next thing he knew, he was in a clean room with a comfortable bed
and good hot food in his belly. He went to sleep smiling that night because
he had a job to go to the next day, doing odd jobs and helping out in the store.
The Salvation Army first showed him Christ-like love,
and then Christian love in action.
They even helped him get into a training program to learn a new skill,
and kept him housed and fed during that time.
He now is a successful man with his own business,
a pretty wife and two strong sons,
and he gives most of the credit to his "Adopted Family" the Salvation
He slipped three crisp hundred-dollar bills into my pot,
and smiling brilliantly, said; "I'd do anything for Sally"
I watched in wonder as he began the treck back to his pickup.
Coming out of my trance, I yelled; "God bless you brother!"
Without turning, he called back; "He already has"!
I found this piece in my Mail.
I just had to share it with you.
This is a time of year when those less
fortunate need a little extra love and prayers !
It is a joyous time , A magical time.
But to some.. It can be very depressing time.
A stressful time.
I know my hand will be out for those in need
of a little or lot of support.
God Bless and Peace to All.
Thank you for this day.
I am thankful for all that I have and am able to share with
others. Thank you for my family and friends. Thank you for not giving up
on me and touching me with your hand each day when I need you the most.
Thank you for helping me know that all the things we love and
cherish are gifts from you and that when they leave us they return to
your love and care. Thank you for knowing my weaknesses and loving me
anyway even when you don't love my behavior.
I pray that you would open my eyes where
I am blind and open my heart where I may have closed it.
Please comfort those in pain and fear.