WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND
THE CHAIN OF LOVE
One late evening, a man saw an old lady stranded on the side of the road, but even in the
dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her
Mercedes and got out. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help
for the last hour or so. She was afraid he is going to hurt her. He didn't look safe; he
looked poor and hungry.
He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew
how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where
it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."
After looking at the car, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough.
Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his
knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get
dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to
talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing
through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.
Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed
him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the
awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought
twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in
need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He
had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other
way.
He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw
someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed,
and Bryan added, "And think of me."
He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and
depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the
twilight.
A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a
bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip
home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. The waitress came over and brought a clean
towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her
feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly
eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her
attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving
to a stranger. Then she remembered.
After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The
waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old
lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came
back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something
written on the napkin.
There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't
owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm
helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let
this chain of love end with you."
Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.
That night when she got home from
work and climbed into bed she was thinking about the money and what the lady had
written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it?
With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard... She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she
gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's going to be all
right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."
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