From My Heart To You
Kyle
One day, when I was
a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from
my class was walking home from
school. His
name was Kyle.
It looked like he was
carrying all of his books.
I thought to
myself, "Why would anyone bring home
all his
books on a Friday? He must really be a
nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties
and a football
game with my friends tomorrow
afternoon), so I
shrugged my shoulders and
went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch
of kids running toward
him. They ran at him,
knocking all his books out of
his arms and
tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His
glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the
grass about ten feet from him. He looked up
and I saw
this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out
to him. So, I jogged over
to him and as he crawled
around looking for
his glasses, and I saw a tear in
his eye. As
I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those
guys are jerks, they really should get
lives."
He looked at me and said, "Hey
thanks!"
There was a big smile on his
face. It was one of
those smiles that showed
real gratitude. I helped
him pick up his
books, and asked him where he lived.
As
it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him
why I had never seen him before. He said he
had gone
to private school before now. I
would have never hung
out with a private
school kid before. We talked all
the way
home, and I carried some of his books. He
turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked
him if
he wanted to play a little football
with my friends,
he said yes.
We hung
out all weekend and the more I got to know
Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends
thought the
same of him.
Monday
morning came, and there was Kyle with the
huge
stack of books again. I stopped him and
said, "Boy,
you are gonna really build some
serious muscles with
this pile of books
everyday!" He just laughed and
handed me
half the books.
Over the next four years,
Kyle and I became best
friends. When we were
seniors, we began to think
about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
was going
to Duke. I knew that we would always
be
friends, that the miles would never be a
problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I
was going for
business on a football
scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of
our class. I teased him
all the time about
being a nerd. He had to prepare
a speech for
graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me
having to get up there and
speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He
looked great. He was
one of those guys that
really found himself during
high school. He
filled out and actually looked good
in
glasses. He had more dates than I had and all
the
girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was
jealous. Today
was one of those
days.
I could see that he was nervous
about his speech. So,
I smacked him on the
back and said, "Hey, big guy,
you'll be
great!" He looked at me with one of those
looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
"Thanks,"
he said.
As he started his
speech, he cleared his throat, and
began.
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped
you make it through those tough years. Your
parents,
your teachers, your siblings, maybe
a coach...but
mostly your
friends...
I am here to tell all of you
that being a friend to
someone is the best
gift you can give them. I am going
to tell
you a story."
I just looked at my friend
with disbelief as he told
the story of the
first day we met.
He had planned to kill
himself over the weekend. He
talked of how
he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom
wouldn't have to do it later and was
carrying his stuff
home. He looked hard at
me and gave me a little smile.
"Thankfully,
I was saved. My friend saved me from
doing
the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through
the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told
us all
about his weakest moment. I saw his
Mom and dad
looking at me and smiling that
same grateful smile.
Not until that moment
did I realize it's depth.
Never
underestimate the power of your actions.
With
one small gesture you can change a person's
life.
For better or for worse. God puts
us all in each
other's lives to impact one
another in some way.
Look for God in
others.
"Friends are angels who lift us
to our feet when
our wings have trouble
remembering how to fly."
There is no
beginning or end..
Yesterday is
history.
Tomorrow is
mystery.
Today is a gift.
~ Author
Unknown ~
 
Midi ~ A Whole New
World ~
17 July 2003.
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