Deep Thoughts
I was laying in bed last night contemplating life. I do that sometimes. My take on life is that we are here to touch others hearts and to be touched. I started thinking about times when I might have touched someone and I remembered one bus ride.
I was on the bus and it was raining hard. The kind of rain that renders umbrellas useless. A drenched man got on the bus and proclaimed disgustedly, "I hate the rain!" as he plopped down in the seat in front of me.
I leaned forward and told him, "If it didn't rain sometime,we wouldn't appreciate the sunshine as much"
He turned around with a most perplexed look.
As I got up to leave, he reached out and touched my arm. "Assalamu Alaikum, my sister.('Peace be upon you' in Islamic). I couldn't remember the response, but I knew what it meant and answered in my own faith. "Be blessed". He smiled and nodded and I went on my way.
I truly felt that I changed his attitude that day and perhaps he wouldn't look at rain with such disdain anymore.
I was on the bus and it was raining hard. The kind of rain that renders umbrellas useless. A drenched man got on the bus and proclaimed disgustedly, "I hate the rain!" as he plopped down in the seat in front of me.
I leaned forward and told him, "If it didn't rain sometime,we wouldn't appreciate the sunshine as much"
He turned around with a most perplexed look.
As I got up to leave, he reached out and touched my arm. "Assalamu Alaikum, my sister.('Peace be upon you' in Islamic). I couldn't remember the response, but I knew what it meant and answered in my own faith. "Be blessed". He smiled and nodded and I went on my way.
I truly felt that I changed his attitude that day and perhaps he wouldn't look at rain with such disdain anymore.