More ramblings of my feeble mind

I was ordering something at Burger King today as I had some change. As I was waiting in line there was a young man ordering his food. You could tell by his mannerisms and speech that he was one of Gods special children. Well afterwards the woman behind the counter looked at me and stated order 322? I told her no, that I was 323, and pointed to the young man and stated I believe it is his. (I knew it was because I remembered what he had ordered.) She asked the young man if he was order 322, he stated that he had already ordered and was just waiting for his food. I just smiled, not in a I can’t believe you are clueless or in a mocking way. There was just something about this young man, an aura if you will that made me see him as a four or five year old. Full of energy, and dreams, proud of being able to order his own food and be out and about. The woman behind the counter was not amused sadly enough and just rolled her eyes and stated, in a rather rough tone, “did you order two burgers and a small fry?” He stated yes he had, but his order was for here. He then realized that it was his order and stated, “oooohhh I am sorry, did I say to go? I wanted to eat here. I am sorry.” Again the woman behind the counter was biting her tongue and taking his food out of the bag and putting on a tray, as she begrudgingly stated here you go.

The thing that caught me about the whole thing was you could clearly see that the man was impaired. Not to the point where you would think that he had to have a helmet on, but you could tell, or at least I could that there was something amiss. It was in his eyes. I don’t know maybe they were just very kind, and not filled with discouragement, disappointment, and regret. He was a blank slate, that even though he may have had some pretty crappy things happen to him, he was happy nonetheless. The woman behind the counter though was too busy with her own things to even catch that, or maybe she did not even care. I don’t know, but I got to thinking about myself. Have I been so caught up in things around me to not notice someone else? I am pretty sure I have been. It is all too easy to get caught up in our own worries, troubles, doubts, lack of self confidence, or whatever it may be to no take notice of what is really going on around us. If we did we might see that some of the things that frustrate us, are not others faults, but our own faults for failing to recognize a need. For that I am truly sorry for any undue pain or misunderstandings I may have brought about by my own lack of being able to get my head out of my own tookis.

Well as I sat there getting ready to leave I noticed this young man leaving. I decided I wanted to wait a bit and watch what he did. He walked out to an older style beachcomber bicycle that was locked up to the blue disabled parking sign in front of the disabled parking spots. He methodically uncoiled the bike lock cable after doing the combination. He then wrapped the cable and lock around the bike stem on his seat. Proudly mounted his steed and began to ride his bicycle past everyone else. I thought to myself who would I rather be. Me... or him. Sometimes ignorance is truly bliss, or maybe it wasn’t ignorance. Maybe he was what God was talking about when he stated that a child was closer to the kingdom of heaven, then everyone else. (loosely paraphrased) Maybe it is that lack of concern, being bolstered by a childlike sense of hope for what every new minute brings about in life. That life truly is an adventure, not a torture chamber we must go through. For that I tip my cup of sprite to that young man and wish him well.