Something to think about……………………………….
One day, a little boy set out to find God. He figured it would be a long trip, so he packed up some Twinkies and a couple of cans of Root Beer, and set out on the journey. Soon, he came to a park, and there, on one of the benches, sat a very old woman with all her possessions in two big green trash bags. She was looking at the pigeons. The little boy sat down next to her and began to watch the pigeons too.
After a while, the little boy was hungry. He pulled out the pack of Twinkies and was getting ready to eat one when something inside told him to offer a Twinkie to the old lady. So he did. She accepted it with a beautiful smile. He thought it was the most beautiful smile he’d ever seen.
When he finished his Twinkie, the little boy reached into his backpack and felt for the two cans of Root Beer. He took one for himself, but again acting intuitively, he held the other out to the woman. Accepting it, she again smiled that beautiful smile.
For a long time, the two sat on that park bench, eating Twinkies and drinking Root Beer, smiling at each other, and watching the pigeons. Neither said a word. Finally, the boy realized it was getting late. Starting to leave, he took a few steps, but then suddenly turned back to the woman and ran and gave her a big hug. Then he spun around and ran all the way home. Her smile was even brighter than before.
When he arrived home, his mother asked the little boy about his day.
“I found God,” he said.
“You did?” asked his mother. “What did God look like?”
“Mom,” he said, “she has the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen!”
Meanwhile, the old bag lady left the park and went to check in at the homeless shelter. “Sadie,” said the attendant, “what did you do today?”
Sadie smiled her beautiful smile. “Why, I ate Twinkies and drank Root Beer with God in the park!”
“Oh?” quizzed the shelter worker. “And what did God look like?”
“You know,” answered Sadie, “he’s a lot younger than I ever imagined!”
He was made known to them in the breaking of the bread.
Something Else to Think About……………….
In one of the most powerful episodes of the hit television series M*A*S*H, the stuffy Major Winchester is going through a dark night of the soul. The horror of the war – the death, the carnage, the maiming – has finally gotten to him, and he cracks. He plummets into a deep depression in which he struggles to find answers to life’s most perplexing questions. Questions about God. Questions about life. Questions about death.
In desperation, Major Winchester flees the base hospital and goes up to the battalion aid station where the wounded are first taken from the battlefield. There a medical corpsman calls him over to help with a wounded soldier.
The soldier gasps, “I can’t see anything. Hold my hand!” Winchester says, “Yes, I’ve got you, son.”
The soldier says, “I’m dying.”
And there, at the crossroads of Major Winchester’s questions and a young soldier’s moment of dying, the Major tries to peek over the horizon into eternity.
“Son, can you see anything? Can you hear anything? Can you feel anything? Tell me! Tell me! I HAVE to know what’s there!”
But the dying man doesn’t answer. Instead, as he slips away, the boy lifts up his eyes and simply whispers, “I… smell…bread…”
“When he was at table with them, he took bread, blessed it, and broke it, and gave it to them. Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized him…in the breaking of the bread”