to get materials as I had broken my bathroom
window. All around the store, it was rush, rush,
rush, but finally, I was able to leave. Then the
truth dawned . . . absolutely no idea where I
had parked the car. The parking lot is huge with
an amazing amount of cars. I searched and
searched not seeing the car anywhere. All of a
sudden, I heard a voice call out, "Jennings?"
I turned and saw one of my old students. He
was sitting outside having a smoke. We
exchanged pleasantries although I was unable
to hide just how distraught I was. He asked about
it and I explained that I couldn't locate my car.
He immediately offered to help. Systematically,
he walked the rows of parked cars and within
minutes found it. Interestingly enough, in my
rush to get in and out of the store, I hadn't even
locked it. Added to that, lying on the dashboard
was a bag much precious to me. Perhaps it wasn't
worth hundreds but it may as well have been, as
far as I was concerned. With gratitude and much
emotion, I bid my old student adieu, thanking him
for finding my car . . . and then it hit me . . . there
are good people in this world. Everyone I asked
had helped me in the store. Yes, I know it's their
job. On top of that, my old student helped me find
my car which I hadn't even locked and my precious
bag was intact. Yes, GOOD PEOPLE! I fear we
tend to forget that. I pray I always be one of them.
still good in this world
something to be remembered
pray i be worthy
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