i think the small things in life are designed to teach us great lessons. in case you don't know, i am a receptionist for a math tutoring company. there is a section in our office that is only for employees, there's not a door but it's closed off with a curtain. there is also a sign posted that states the closet is for employees only and invites the students to ask a tutor or receptionist if they need anything back there (like extra homework or to use the sink). a couple days ago i was working back at the computer in the closet and this student just barges in and says (without warning or any form of a salutation), "there's no cups and i need coffee." he wasn't being funny or friendly. he was seriously upset that there were no cups available for him that instant for the complimentary coffee and there he stood, his eyes demanding cups. keep in mind this is an educational institution for adults. ADULTS. without hesitating i apologized and stocked up the table with cups. he looked at me like i was scum and snatched a cup the second i set them down.
every time this student walks into the office, despite the amount of times i smile and say hello he has never smiled at me. i don't think i've seen him smile ever. he's probably a fine person, maybe with a family. he seems to be hard working in class and from the discussions where he's complained about our lab hours i've learned that he puts in a lot of time at work. but it's like there is this rain cloud that is permanently over his head. maybe other people around him feel the same way i do, maybe no one else does. but the rest of the night i couldn't stop thinking about how empty and cold i felt after interacting with him, not just that night, but every time. i couldn't stop wondering why he was so rude. i even
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then fast forward to tonight. i'm working again at the front desk and probably not being as focused as i could be. it's pretty busy and crowded in the office and out of no where this student (a different student) comes up with a huge bag of trash. "hey i just emptied this in the classroom, it was getting pretty full! do you mind if i snag a new one to put in the garbage can?" i think i stared at him for a good ten seconds, wondering if i should hug him. sitting there at the front desk with a million students swirling around, staring at this toothy-grinned man holding up a giant bag of trash, my heart was flooded with love. i could have kissed him. he saw a problem, and knew that he could do something to fix it. without stepping over any boundaries, he politely searched where to place the old bag of trash. when i came to my senses i jumped up and ran to get a new garbage bag. before i could do anything he grabbed the new bag out of my hands and lined it in the trash can.
this student always says hello, and even though i only ever told him once, he always calls me by name. he has spaces in his teeth but a smile to melt your heart and he remembers to share it often. i can't think of a time where i've been around him that i didn't feel warm and uplifted.
through writing about this i've realized that God wants me to learn from these experiences. it may be small, but do i want to be the rain cloud girl or the toothy-grinned girl? do i find ways to help others or do i complain about others? do i ask for everything and give nothing in return or do i give everything and ask nothing in return? am i hateful and full of vengeance or am i loving and patient? i hope i'm the latter, but i can't always say that's true. i've realized it's something to think about, and a goal to work toward. i wonder how i could bless my husband or other loved ones if i took the time to be more considerate of their feelings? what kind of impact could i have if i was deliberately more gentle in my actions and words? it's amazing to me how instantly our thoughts influence those around us. i have a goal right now to find ways every day to give service to others in some way. help me by sharing your stories of service, whether given or received. i'd be thrilled to hear your stories of service!
{photos by lindsey james}