“Whatever Goes Around, Comes Around”

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Photo Credit: mensatic via morguefile.com

A short time ago, I discovered the following story on academictips.org which tells us a marvelous account of an occurrence that happened between three people and demonstrates the magic of giving to others and going out of our way for them. It expresses to us the importance and beauty of thinking of others and helping them. I hope this story touches your heart as it did mine.

One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you. He said, “I’m here to help you, ma’am. Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.”

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid.
Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, “And think of me.”
He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn’t erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.
There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: “You don’t owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I’m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do, do not let this chain of love end with you.” Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard… She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, “Everything’s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.”

There is an old saying “What goes around comes around.”

  19 comments for ““Whatever Goes Around, Comes Around”

  1. April 3, 2014 at 6:55 pm

    My goodness! What a beautiful story!! I love this ❤


  2. littlewritingsblog
    April 3, 2014 at 7:30 pm

    I loved this story and it’s so true. When you don’t want something in return and you help someone that is in real need from the bottom of your heart, this help it’s coming to you doubled or tripled 🙂 I experienced this kind of feeling and it’s so good to know you helped someone who really needed it and after a while that help it’s coming around in some other way!


  3. April 3, 2014 at 8:14 pm

    Love it


  4. April 3, 2014 at 9:16 pm

    I love this story!


  5. April 3, 2014 at 11:11 pm

    Loved it.


  6. April 3, 2014 at 11:30 pm

    Hah wow I wasn’t expecting that what a great story x


  7. April 4, 2014 at 12:55 am

    Love this very touching story.


  8. April 4, 2014 at 1:47 am

    Great story! Thanks for sharing! Blessings, Natalie 🙂


  9. April 4, 2014 at 2:30 am

    This is beautiful. Have to share!


    • April 4, 2014 at 2:59 am

      This is the most inspiring story I have heard in a long time. All we need is love. Hugs and light, Barbara


  10. April 4, 2014 at 2:58 am

    This is a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing 🙂


  11. April 4, 2014 at 3:00 am

    Reblogged this on idealisticrebel and commented:
    This is what the world needs.


  12. Jackie Saulmon Ramirez
    April 4, 2014 at 3:02 am

    Cool story. 🙂


  13. April 4, 2014 at 7:20 am



  14. April 4, 2014 at 7:59 am

    Couldn´t agree more with the saying, plus I love how you tend to add a story to most of your advice-posts.
    Good one, as always.


  15. April 4, 2014 at 10:33 am

    This is a beautiful story one that we can all learn from.. If only we could all pay it forward , giving instead of taking, A wonderful share.. I am so pleased I found your blog via Barbara’s reblog… Its so good to see Good Time Stories! 🙂
    Blessings Sue xox


  16. haridasgowra
    April 4, 2014 at 10:44 am

    Nice to read this…………


  17. April 5, 2014 at 11:29 am

    Wonderful story.


  18. January 12, 2015 at 10:03 pm

    Reblogged this on Gr8fullsoul.


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