I never thought of myself as religious, but when it comes to
coffee, I am exactly that. I "gottahava Wawa" coffee every
morning. My dog loves it because we go to Wawa before
sunrise and then I watch the sunrise with Vivaldi playing
through my earbuds, while she runs around the local park,
free, without any leash.
So, every morning there is a man who opens the door for
people at the Wawa, named Mr. T. I speak to him
each day and give him crackers. This morning, I just felt
like I wanted to give him a Wawa gift card. He called out
to me when I came in and I told him that I would see him
in a minute. As I came out of the store, ready to give him
the card, he spoke first and said, "I was just going to ask you
if I cuold buy you a cup of coffee." I was speechless.....
He was going to buy me and coffee and I was giving him
a gift card.
I did, in fact, give Mr. T the gift card and we spoke for a
few minutes. He wanted to do something and I told him
that he could pay it forward. I realized in that moment,
that many people want to know the joy of giving. He
wanted to give something to me. We made a connection.
The next time I see Mr. T, I will let him buy me a coffee if
he asks, because that's how we do pay it forward and
change our world-one coffee at a time. I hope that he
will soon get his truck and continue in construction. I
know that means I won't see him any more. But that will also
mean that he is moving on to better things-like abundant life!