Tag: kindness

  • An Epiphany in a Shopping Cart

    On a cold, windy day last week, Gay and I drove to the supermarket to shop. Upon arrival at the parking lot, we discovered that lots of other people had the same idea and we had to park about as far away from the store’s entrance as one can park.

    When we returned to our, we loaded our purchases into the trunk and I started looking around for the nearest shopping cart return rack.  It was halfway back to the store and I shivered when I thought about having to stay out in the cold wind any longer.

    Just then, I heard a voice behind me say, “Here, I’ll take that.”  I turned and saw a man who had just alighted from his pickup and was walking toward me.  As I looked at him, he smiled and said, “I saw you looking for a place to put that cart and I’m headed that way.  Let me return it for you.”

    I barely managed to say, “Thank you” before he was briskly pushing the cart toward the store entrance.  From inside the car, I watched him return the cart to the rack and continue on toward the entrance in pursuit of whatever mission was on his mind.

    The memory of that simple, thoughtful, neighborly gesture has remained with me for more than a week.  The subtle significance of that brief encounter between strangers continues to gladden my heart.  In that moment, the Kingdom of God came near to both of us.  Something changed in my universe and, perhaps, in his. I have no idea who he is or what motivated his good deed.  I’d like to think it had something to do with his faith, but there is no way to know that.  What I do know is that it had something to do with my faith.  It is my faith that prompts me to see God’s hand at work in that moment in the lives of two of God’s children – one of us in need and the other with a meaningful response to that need. That empty cart was full of grace.  It was an epiphany from a shopping cart. 

    ShoppingcartWe often focus on big goals in mission and ministry: feeding the hungry, sheltering the homeless, rebuilding storm-ravaged communities, teaching at-risk children to read. But let us not neglect to do good in those smaller, simpler ways, such as offering to return someone’s shopping cart, share a heavy load, sending a smile to someone who has a frown, speaking a word of encouragement to someone who seems worried, letting someone know you are thinking about them.  There must be thousands of opportunities to do those good works that God “has prepared for us to walk in” every day.  May God open our eyes to see them and move our hands and feet to respond.  For in the intersection of another’s need and our response, no matter how simple, the universe is changed. And because God is at the center of those intersections, the change is for the better.

    Ron Short Sig Blue

  • An Epiphany From Tortellini Soup

    We’re hosting the monthly gathering of Episcopal clergy tomorrow at The Church of the Good Shepherd.  We meet at lunchtime and our meal is handled in different ways: sometimes we bring a brown bag, sometimes something is ordered from a sandwich or pizza shop that delivers, and sometimes the host church prepares the food.

    I was about to order a sandwich platter when I realized that today is a holiday and I wanted to spend some time in the kitchen.  I might as well prepare something for the gathering with colleagues.  But what?  We’re kind of a cozy group so some kind of cozy, comfort food might be in order, especially something that would be good for a cold winter day.

    The first thing that came to my mind was Jerry's Tortellini Soup.  There’s a story behind that. Tortellini Soup

    About this time in 1987, I came down with a horrible case of the flu.  Gay confined me to the house and that is where I stayed for a week.  Toward the end of that week, when my fever had broken, I was improving but was weak, bored, and had absolutely no appetite.

    Our friend, Jerry Jones (the REAL Jerry Jones, not the owner of that Dallas football team) called to say he’d be dropping by with a pot of soup.  I was grateful but unsure what kind of soup would restore my faith in my poor, dead taste buds.

    Jerry arrived and delivered the soup to the kitchen stove.  On his way out of the house, he said in his finest United States Marine tone of voice, “This is tortellini soup.  Heat it up, eat it, and you’ll be on your feet in no time. I left the recipe.”  With that, he was out the door and headed off on the next mission of mercy.  Semper Fi!

    I followed Jerry’s instructions, heated up the soup, sat down at the table, and put a spoonful in my mouth.  Instantly, my dead taste buds were restored to life!  It was the first time in a week I had tasted anything. The flavor was amazing and I don’t think I’ve ever had any kind of “comfort food” that can equal that bowl of soup. It was an epiphany for me.

    I cherish that recipe.  The soup and the act of kindness that brought it to me did indeed have me on my feet in no time.  And the flavor of both has remained with me all these years.  I love Jerry’s Tortellini Soup!  Whenever I prepare this soup, the memory his gift is rekindled in me.  I always hope that anyone who tastes it will detect the subtle flavor of the primary ingredients in Jerry's unwritten recipe – generosity, friendship, compassion, kindness, and love.  Those are the ingredients that make Jerry’s Tortellini Soup such a healing concoction.

    I love to share it with others and always do so in the spirit of Jerry, one of the world’s finest examples of a faithful friend and brother in Christ.  Semper Fi, Jerry!

    Download Tortellini Soup Recipe

    Ron Short Sig Blue

    P.S.  I have developed a vegetarian version of this soup, which will be available tomorrow.  The meat is omitted, but not the primary ingredients!