Touched by an Angel
December 21, 2020
I recently received this email about Alan from a good friend. It was written by Charles Spinelli. It was so touching that I asked Charles if I could share it.
This is from the heart…
What a year! I don’t think it’s necessary to recap all that occurred this year or how exactly we got to where we are…actually, I am not even sure exactly where we are??
But I do want to share this with you. I met my friend Alan the other day. Alan is an angel. Well sort of. He is actually a homeless man in the town we work in. He is grimy and he smells. His mode of transportation – a bicycle that is held together by duct tape. I buy him lunch or give him money every time I see him. But on this day, Alan gave me a great gift!
It was chilly and he was wearing a hoodie and a down overcoat. He had boots on, but there was a hole in the top were his sock was sticking out. I said hello and he immediately got up and held his hand out to shake mine. Despite his physical condition, and the pandemic, I unhesitatingly shook Alan’s hand. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be touched by an angel!
With a beaming smile, he asked how I was. Alan always asks me how I’m doing. And not just in a perfunctory way…he really listens. I paused for a moment and said, “You know Alan, I’m doing well.” I expounded, “I guess the challenge in these times is to look at what you have and be able to count your blessings. How are you doing?” I asked. He said, “My friend, I am blessed. I am warm and I have so much to be thankful for. Some people have it much worse than me.”
Wow! Angels always appear where they are needed. I knew immediately that God was using Alan to give me a message. Even in the midst of difficulty, we need to know that we are loved. And that it is never, ever as bad as it seems, because God is always with us. And, if we can love, we should love. If we receive love, we need to return love. Love is the only way that Alan can think that he is blessed. His very existence hangs in jeopardy every day – the weather materially impacts him, he relies on handouts for his meals, and he can only hope that he will find someplace safe and warm to sleep. Alan understands that God loves him, I think that is why he can positively say he is blessed.
Are we as confident in God’s love for us as Alan is? Personally, I often lose sight of that. The past month has been heavy. The uncertainty of everything has caused so much anxiety. My focus has been selfish, and I seemed to be caught up in the issues of the world. I have been at times anxious, scared, hopeless, angry, frustrated…sound familiar?
In a sense, Alan and I are very dissimilar. I have everything I need and most things I want. Alan, well, he literally has nothing. The world would say we have zero in common. But the world is wrong. God sees it another way. In fact, from His eyes, there is nothing different between us. We are both simply His children. In this sense Alan and I are brothers and God gives each of us the same gift – love.
I was really amazed how Alan could say he is blessed. I was also very embarrassed about why I think my troubles are numerous. Alan gave me the gift of perspective. As I paused to take stock of my life, I came to understand that there is indeed much to be thankful for. Just focusing on some of the things that I take for granted, gave me so much to ponder and pray about.
So, this week, let’s take a minute to contemplate all the gifts we have. Look at our spouses or your children; our family or our friends; and know that they are truly gifts from God. Reflect on how God is always there to help us along. And maybe we can also say that we are blessed…just like Alan the angel.
Charles
Thank you, Charles, that was beautiful….
Merry Christmas to all and……Stay Safe….
Every Day is a Gift
The Dash
June 18, 2014
A couple of months ago
I attended a funeral
During the Mass
The priest read a poem
Written by Linda Ellis
Simply Titled….
The Dash
The poem seemed to be
The topic of conversation
After the service
I never heard that before
That was very profound
It really made me stop and think
When we look at a gravestone
We only see
A name
A date of Birth
And…
The date they passed away
Between the 2 dates
You will find….
The dash
The little dash stands for
Everything that was accomplished
During their lifetime
What do we do to fill our dash
What have we passed on…
To our family….
Friends….
Co-workers….
All who we meet
What is our legacy
What did we do with the gifts
We were given
This is the measure of our dash
How do we want to be remembered
If given the chance to write
Our own epithet
What would it say
Do we live to fulfill
The words we would write
Live Your Dash!
Welcome G5
January 13, 2011
On Saturday January 8th 2011, George Henry Hutchinson V was born into our family.
Welcome G5!!!!
The proud parents are Caroline and George IV. Everyone is healthy and Caroline and G5 were release from the hospital on Tuesday January 11th. It is a proud day for all the Hutchinsons and Cooks.
Five generation of Georges. That’s quite a feat. In fact, I am the only George that has had the pleasure to know all 5 of the Georges. I am sure my Grandfather and Father are beaming to know that the name lives on.
This legacy almost never happened. When my mother was pregnant with me, my father wanted to name the baby Daniel Paul Hutchinson. My Grandfather, an astute man, said maybe you should name this one George Henry Hutchinson 111, and you can name the next one Daniel Paul. He must have known something, for we ended up having 5 girls in our family.
The legacy would have ended before it even began.
When Janet and I got married and we found out she was pregnant I was careful not to be too pushy. We looked at baby names both boys and girls. When she gave birth and was asked what she wanted to name the new baby, she smiled at me and said George Henry Hutchinson IV. My heart jumped; what an honor.
My father was sooo pleased that he would stop by our house almost every morning, walk in, look at George IV and turn to Janet and say, “Thank You.”
So here’s to G5!!!!
May you have many great years, live life to the fullest, aspire to achieve and have many friends.
May love always live in your heart.
God Bless You.
Love,
Pop