A Favorite

Recently, while I was at Boston Market, a stranger was very nice to me. I ordered, but didn't notice that the inside part of my favorite pendant, a sun face, had fallen off and landed on the floor. I have worn the pendant almost daily for about fifteen years. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a woman approach me and bend down. When she stood up, she had the sun face part of my pendant in her hand.

"Miss, this came off your necklace."  She put the little sun face in my hand and I thanked her. I was touched that she was thoughtful enough to pick it up and give it to me. She could have ignored it and let me step on it.

On my way out, I said, "Thank you again. That pendant is my favorite one. I've had it so many years."

She replied, "You're welcome. I thought you'd want it back. I would want somebody to do the same for me."

Smiles,

Sylvia

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Consideration

I had a craving for the chili from a certain fast food restaurant today, so I ordered a small chili from the discount menu. Since the price was inexpensive, I added a small burger. I don't do this often, but it was tasty. I chose a sunny window seat and looked out at the avenue. It was nice.
Then I heard two remarks:
One customer snapped loudly to the worker at the cash register, "Is everybody moving in slow motion today?"
The workers behind the counter didn't respond. They kept taking orders.
A few minutes later, another customer angrily handed his sandwich to a worker who was wiping off the tables and shouted, "Feel this sandwich! It's not even hot; take  it back! I hate to get cold food!" The worker quietly took the sandwich, tossed it in the waste container, and went to the counter to get the customer another sandwich. The man looked around like he wanted to get something started.
The elders say, "Speak to people the way you want them to speak to you."

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Almost

I was in a store recently. A person approached me and said, "Sylvia, I was just thinking about you. I'm reading one of your novels and I'm enjoying it. One thing hit me personally, though. You include the names of some hymns in your book, and  Almost Persuaded is one of them.  I had to sing that song in front of the entire church when I was about ten years old.  I was so nervous, but I sang that song.You really brought back a tender memory for me when I read that part of your novel.  I always wonder why they made a me, a child, sing that song for the church. The last words are Almost but lost!"

Maybe they felt like an innocent child could better persuade someone to hear the message. I'm always thankful when my writing touches a reader's heart.
Smiles,
Sylvia
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BRR...

Due to a malfunction in the heating pumps caused by the frigid temperature outside, it was cold in the church building this past Sunday morning. So cold that our evening service was cancelled. The irony is that if we were cold inside our building, what about the homeless man I see every time I  drive to and from the church building? He's long ago claimed his outside spot. He has a sleeping bag, a shopping cart he blocks himself off with, several blankets, a stool he sits on when it's warmer outside, and other paraphernalia. But, no matter how many blankets one has, the below-freezing temperature will win. Still, he's a fixture. I think he sometimes gets moved by the authorities, but returns to his spot. Everyone who passes the street near the post office knows he's there. I don't know what else to do but pray for him and for the many others like him who choose to live outside instead of  inside a shelter, even when it's frigid outside.
Sylvia
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Slow Down

It's always best for me to put items back in their designated place. Right away. This fact was reinforced for me this morning when I rushed out of the house thinking:
Get your keys. Get the garage remote. Grab your purse. Do you have your task list? Yes, it's in my planner, which is in my purse. I'll just check.
My planner wasn't in my purse. I went back into the house to search for my planner notebook. I couldn't find it. A little frustrated because I might be late for my appointment, I decide to search for my planner later. I go outside to the garage and open my back car door. That's when I see  my planner. The black notebook is on top of my car, where it apparently spent the night. I've got to slow down.
Smiles,
Sylvia
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Fat Sandwich

I told myself I'd go into the shop and purchase a multi-grain bagel.  When I got inside, everyone but me was in line to get the Mega something? Power-ball? lottery tickets. There was  much lottery excitement, but not for  me. I looked at the menu and noticed the FAT SANDWICHES. Before I knew it, while others called out numbers for their lottery tickets, I ordered the FAT ROSCOE sandwich from the chalkboard. The written description: cheese steak, chicken fingers, fries, mozzarella stix, honey mustard. 

It was delicious, and enough for both lunch and dinner.

Bad, bad, Sylvia. I promised myself  to not have another one for at least 6 months.

Smiles,

Sylvia

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Putting one foot in front of the other.

10,000 steps per day is a health-conscious goal. I thought that should be easy for me, because I walk around a lot.
Meet my new pedometer, which let me know yesterday that I don't yet meet the 10,000 daily step goal. Yesterday, I registered 5,311 steps, and that included a session at the gym. Today is Saturday, so I didn't go to the gym, and you can see my step count so far in the picture below is 4,733. I guess I'll keep walking around the house until bedtime, because I'm determined to at least meet yesterday's count. Gotta get up from this desk and walk now. Talk to you later!
Smiles,
Sylvia
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