Beauty

As a man... I notice women, I won't lie, I really do (men that say they don't likely lost their testicles in a tragic childhood bicycle accident).  Sometimes my looking may warrant a slap, other times it can be rather benign.  But these are some thoughts I had tonight when I was "noticing" people in general.  I was at the bar having my ritualistic Huntington beer of solitude.  I was just observing the going ons of the bar.  One of the most customary and obnoxious events are the mating rituals that occur at the bar.  Perhaps they are only obnoxious because of my introversion, maybe I wish I were bold enough to look like an ass to everyone in the room.  That is neither here nor their, however, what I want to talk about are the three pretty girls at the bar (surprise) and one handicapped guy across the bar.   So I watched the younger handicapped guy as he drank alone, I could see he was lonely but I wasn't sure if I should go sit with him.  I was afraid I might mess up his mojo or come off as weird as crap.  So in walk three pretty girls who appear to have gotten short changed when God was passing out the myelinated glial cells. For the sake of the story they are Blondie, Bimbo and Brunettie.  They sit down at the bar and proceed to engage in their mindless chatter.  As the night goes on, Brunettie gets up and walks over to the handicapped man and sits down with him and shares several drinks.  She laughed with him and talked.  She coaxed blondie to come over and do one shot with him but she was clearly reluctant to do so.  She finally came over, smashed a shot and went back to her seat and idle babbling.  Brunettie made my night great and I didn't even speak to her. With a simple gesture she brought a smile too two men's faces (the handicapped guy and me, no we aren't the same person). 

So the interesting fact is that the one girl, could bring happiness to other people through her actions.  She was physically pretty , sure, but she was most importantly inwardly beautiful.  She didn't have regard for what others might think or say but she went out there and made the night great for someone just by kindness.  We have opportunities daily to think of other people before ourselves and bring goodness and joy to our planet, but so often we are stuck in our shell, scared what others might think (like myself) and we waste opportunities handed to us by God. The funny thing about it all, is her friends were not even a thought in my mind.  Want to get noticed?  Want to set yourself apart from the crowd?  Love and be a servant, even when it doesn't serve you in return.