Sometimes it only takes a smile ...

This evening I did what I do every Friday. I went to the grocery store. My heel was throbbing and I was hot and tired. As I walked through the store, I was inwardly grumbling about the price of groceries.

When I finished, I placed all my groceries on the conveyor belt and there was Reggie. He stood there smiling that big goofy smile like he does every week and said, "Hi, Miss Donna, how are you?" I found myself smiling back and saying, "I'm fine, Reggie, how are you?" Reggie's speach is always stilted, and he always asks if I have everything I need. You don't have to talk to Reggie for long to figure out he's mentally challenged. However, Reggie has one of the best attitude's I've ever been around. He takes great pride in his job as he carefully places each piece in the bags and places the bags in the shopping cart. He will never take a tip and always says, "This is my job.

Reggie is a gem and I wonder what it's like in his mind. I'm sure it's far less complicated than mine. What I do know is that he blesses me, just by being himself. I need to have more of Reggie's attitude in everyday life and is something I need to work on.

In the meantime, I pray God blesses Reggie's life abundantly, as Reggie does mine. I look forward to seeing that big smile again next week ... and the week after ...