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I heard a preacher tell of a strange story. "The definition of heaven and hell"...hummmm, i thought, this should be interesting... as a little girl sitting in the second pew from the front... you see, my family was always late to church... all the back pews had been taken...
"Picture Hell."
Sure, I thought, fire and brimstone.
"As a banquet table filled with the most delicious food you ever wanted to eat."
Ooookaaay, I thought.
"Everyone is at the table, but no one can eat."
"No one can eat because the only thing to eat with are spoons too long to get to your mouth. It is Hell. The only way to eat is with the spoons. everyone is fighting, pouting, crying... no one gets to eat."
Crap, I thought.
"Now, picture the same table, the same banquet... the same spoons with the same rules in heaven, yet everyone gets to eat."
My eyes got big, I wonder what the punch line is?
The long spoons were used to feed each other."
Now that's a thought...

Years later, that parable came to me in a most strange way. I was walking to work one day when a man stopped me, knife in hand. I knew he was hurting... his hand shook so. "Give me your money."
"Sure. Here." I handed him the five dollars I had been saving for lunch.
"Look, Lady. I mean it. Give me your money."
"I am sorry. That is all I have."
"Well, that's pathetic."
I gave the man a gentle smile. "Yeah. I guess it is. But here you go, if I give this to you, it won't be stealing. So here."
The man just stared at me... "I could cut you you know."
"Yes, but that would be a lot of effort for five dollars...Look I am going to be late to work. So if you don't mind, I will just be going." I stepped around the man and kept walking, praying that my false bravado would not get me killed. As I turned the corner, I glanced back and the man was gone.
The next day, I packed a lunch, since I worked the graveyard shift at a local factory, I decided money was not the thing to be carrying since the incident. As I headed out, I looked up and the same man was there. "Oh, Hello."
"Not you again."
The man shrugged and took his knife out again.
"Look, before you go to all that effort, all I have is my lunch. I would gladly give half of it."
"What if I said, I want all of it to you."
"Well, I could do with out I suppose. And if I give it to you, you wouldn't be stealing." As I handed him the sack... he glanced at it, frowned, taking two sandwiches and said, "Here." handing back the sack with a banana and apple left. I smiled. "You sure?"
"Take it." He said and started to leave.
He turned and said, "For what?"
"For sharing your lunch with me."
He smiled and said, "Lady, I think you are nuts."
"Sometimes." and left.
I started to pack a bigger lunch each day and my strange friend now would walk up and we would share my lunch as I headed off to work.
I found out that he had been a lawyer but had become an alcoholic and his addiction cost him everything.
"So you are educated?"
"Um, could you teach me how to read?"
"Yeah. I quit school and started to work at 13. Missed a lot of school due to a sick mom. I was the youngest and the rest had jobs."
"Humm...I will think about it."
"Only one condition." I said.
"I don't want to learn from a drunk."
"Then I can't help you."
"You don't understand. Just don't tutor me while you are drunk."
So every night we would sit on a bench outside the factory and read the paper. It was all he could find and would share my lunch as he taught me. He showed up sober each night.
Then, one day he said,"You really are smart. Have you thought about your getting your GED?"
I laughed. "Do you really think I could pass?"
"You will never know if you don't try."
I laughed again. "I could say the same to you."
"You could try playing it sober."
The man thought for a minute. Shrugged, "I have tried." and got up and left.
I never saw him again. I did get my GED. I even went to college, night school and got my social work degree. Now I work with an outlying clinic specializing in alcoholism. I had not thought of that man in a long time when suddenly one of my clients told me of his AA sponsor. that he was coming to pick him up, since he was hurting really bad. I stayed and waited with him. Suddenly I looked up and saw the man coming towards us and laughed. He stood there in his suit. The look of surprise on his face made me smile even wider.

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lxxy 6 years ago from Beneath, Between, Beyond

This is awesome sauce.

Love, courage, and truth.

And great ending, too!

It's a small world after all.. ;)

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meow48 6 years ago from usa Author

thankyou for your kind comments. what can i say? i am a simple person. take care.

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

Outrageous! I was laughing halfway through! An incredible economy of words for such a return! Thank you Ma'am!

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

I'll try to share this one! This is great stuff and you're right- truth is stranger than fiction! Funnier too!

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meow48 6 years ago from usa Author

um, thanks...but this one was made up, the concert one was as real as they come.

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50 Caliber 6 years ago from Arizona

Excellent, this is worthy of sharedom, 50

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

Look out for that 50 Caliber guy. His parents never had any children so his neighbors had to have him!

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meow48 6 years ago from usa Author

OK. lol.

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Zeyliah 6 years ago from The World That Never Existed

I would have definatly thought that the girl was crazy but kindness and a gentle exterior is sometimes just the right push.

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xixi12 6 years ago from Everywhere but here. In the truest sense, freedom cannot be bestowed; it must be achieved. You can never be truly free till you have the discipline to manage it.

Wow! awesome story. What a little bravery, persistence and hope can do for someone. Is it a real life story?. I bet the man will be grateful to have found someone who gave him a chance at life. Nice hub, I like the way the story kept me till the end. keep it coming.

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meow48 6 years ago from usa Author

it is not a true story, just a conglomerate of some things that did happen, i guess. thankyou for your kind words though. i really believe that it is the small things in life that can make a difference. daily, that is.

Charlene 2 years ago

Bev,I am sorry to tell you that your 4'6 flat bed-spring has little or no mtrnoaey value or a market place. They were an inexpensive widely sold type of spring popular between the two great wars and for a few years into the fifties. They are not more than a metal hammock with no support in the middle, but they do last forever, and maybe, just maybe, provide a less hospitable home to vermin than an upholstered box spring.Marshall Coyle

Marta 2 years ago

Amy, I just found this website and I've been lnnreiag a lot from reading the different posts from patients with NDPH. I would like to share my medical story. I am a pre-med student that has had to withdraw from college and almost all other activities because of the chronic pain I've endured over the last 3 years. The pain is unrelenting and has brought my life to a screeching halt. The pain I experience is a non-stop, bilateral, dull, aching soreness in my eyes and in my forehead. It is not throbbing, or sharp, or pulsating. It is a static, steady ache. When different specialists have asked me about my headaches I always respond that I don't have headaches . Rather, I've had one long continuous headache that has lasted over 3 and 1/2 years.I reside in Texas and I've traveled all over America to see many excellent physicians across the various specialties who have done careful evaluations. Unfortunately, despite all of these efforts, my diagnosis remains in doubt by many and none of the medical or surgical treatments have alleviated the pain I experience. My father (a physician) and I have created a website that contains my full medical information, including imaging reports, pictures from my surgeries, and various medical articles we've pulled over the years. there is a lot of information on the website, but if you're willing to read through my medical history, you may have a better understanding of what I've gone through the past 3 years, what meds I've been prescribed, what surgeries I've undergone, etchere is the link:'d be so very grateful for any kind of helpful suggestion, recommendation, or referral. thank you in advance for your time and considerationmy email: most sincerely,Austin

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