Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Being Rescued by a McDonald's Attendant


Every Sunday, she stood at the cash register at McDonald's and took our pancake order. The sweetest thing. A young girl with fair skin and blond hair. So friendly. 




I loved her instantly.

I always looked forward to seeing her sweet smile. Because she always seemed happy to see us. If my day had gone South, she'd lift me up, and we'd chat over this and that.

One Sunday, we'd arrived, and she stood off to the side. We made eye contact.

"I'm not working here anymore," she said and smiled. We chatted a bit. 

As weeks passed, I missed her.

Last week, I took my daughter to volunteer at a local veterinary clinic. She loves dogs and cats and wanted to see if that is something she could stomach. 


The kittens we found on our road. They were loaded with fleas. And they ran straight into our arms. One sat on the roadside, holding out her little claw, for a hitch-hike. :) We tease that their mama probably left them there to hunt for food and returned to find them stolen. Now, we ask ourselves, why did we stop? 
Love and hearts, y'all. Love and hearts.

Oh, my goodness, they were messy.

We had talked to the vet's wife beforehand, and she'd said how so many kids think this is what they want to do for a living, but it's amazing how a 6-foot tall young man can flatten like a pancake, by the smell of surgery. "It's not usually the blood," she said, "it's the smell."

We giggled. My daughter didn't think she'd have a problem. She's been through a lot in life and doesn't seem to mind needles, shots, blood. 

I dropped her off at 9 a.m. I waited and waited. I wondered how things would go.

At noon, I drove into the parking lot, got out, and went inside. Through the reception window, I spotted a familiar face. But it wasn't my daughter's face. Wait. It was the face of the young girl who'd worked at McDonald's. I couldn't believe it.

I smiled, hoping that was her. If it was her, she'd changed a tiny bit, grown up a little. I didn't say much, afraid of making a fool out of myself ... maybe it was another girl. 

But no. Her face lit up. She ran out to hug me.

"I didn't know you were working here," I said. "I came to get my daughter who was sitting through surgery today."

"That's your daughter?" She'd never really seen my daughter with me at McDonald's, because my daughter would always go find a seat to save for us while I ordered.

My daughter peeked around the corner, pale as a ghost. Uh oh.

"She got light-headed a few times today, but she's doing fine," my friend said. "I put her to work helping me in other areas when she didn't feel good."

"Mom, I was doing okay until I noticed blood dripping off the table. That kind of got to me." We all laughed.

We said our good-byes and hugged. 

Out in the car, my daughter said, "She was really nice to me today, Mom."

And I thanked God for using that sweet girl in my life, to help my daughter. Love had rescued my girl, thereby rescuing me. I never knew the love I'd felt for that young lady would be returned in such a sweet way. 






Blue & Hermione, better known as Miney. They are the sweetest cats. So loving. Those rescued know how to love. 
"Therefore I tell you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven—for she loved much. 
But he who is forgiven little, loves little."Luke 7:47










"Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.” Luke 6:38


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Has God blessed your efforts of loving-kindness? Do you have a story to share? I know you do. Please?!!

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    1. Thank you, Diane. It sure felt that way. He's always got us covered.

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    1. Aww. Johnnie!! What a sweet surprise to hear from you. You really blessed my day. xoxo

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  3. Shelli, what a sweet story. I LOVE how God used that young lady to minister to your girl, and to you. :) God does have a way of doing that, doesn't He?

    Let's see . . . there was this lady who commented on the same blog as I did. She was always so encouraging. I tried to encourage her through the comments too. Then, I got to meet her at ACFW last year, and it was one of the sweetest moments when I got to give her a hug! By the way, she has beautiful long hair and one of the sweetest spirits you could ever hope to encounter. You might know her? ;)

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    1. Jeanne ... I think I know her. :) I will never forget the way you wrapped your arms and love around me there ... making sure I wasn't left out, making sure you introduced me to everyone you knew, making sure you prayed with me. I don't think I'll be going to ACFW this year ... though I'd sure love to. But hopefully I'll make the next year when it's in Grapevine, TX. We've had so many expenses for our senior ... but, things will settle down soon. xoxo You blessed me.

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  4. What a neat story, Shelli. I'm so glad you got to meet up with that young lady again. And that fact that she came to you and hugged you! How neat.

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    1. Me, too, Melodie. She has a job she has always wanted now, too. And it was sweet to know that the love was mutual. I knew it was, but the hug sure demonstrated it. :) She is so sweet.

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Blessed by you, Shelli