"I'm sorry. Please forgive me! I don't mean to hold you up," he said
As he struggled to get off the escalator.

I'll admit to it. There have been times when walking or driving behind
An older person I've gotten impatient and upset. I've huffed and
Zoomed around them because I was in a hurry to get nowhere. Perhaps
I'm more aware of it now because I see myself there one day soon.
Today I saw myself in this old man's shoes and it caused me to slow
Down, stop and ask for his forgiveness.

He was about five or six people ahead of me. I was in a hurry and saw
Him as an obstacle. I've seen people get off the end of an escalator
And stop dead in their tracks, gather their things and suddenly
there's a pile up of angry people behind them. You can't stop an
Escalator full of people behind you. Like the Energizer bunny, they
Keep on goin'.

This man was well aware of the challenge. He tried desperately to step
Aside. Fumbling with his small packages, struggling to gain his
Footing, you could see how troubling this was for him. "I'm sorry.
Please forgive me! I don't mean to hold you up," he said as he
Struggled to get off the escalator.

I suddenly saw this in a whole new light. It was like I was watching
My future. I felt sorry for him. I felt sick to my stomach because
This man was apologizing to everyone, when we should have been helping
Him and calming his fears.

One by one, people zipped around him. I heard a few angry comments
Whispered as one lady passed by him.

I saw me.

By the time I got to him he was just about steady on his feet.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know there was more," he said.

"No, sir. No more with me," I said. This really hit me hard. I
Realized right then how sad it was that the world was in such a hurry.
That, of course, included me. But...no more with me. Count me out.

This wonderful man paid his dues. For whatever time he had spent on
This earth, he most likely walked many rough roads and too many
Important miles. Now he should be apologizing for moving slower?

My heart ached as I looked into his eyes. I wished that I could see
What he had seen all those years. His face weathered from life itself,
Was creased and wrinkled. The small soft pockets under his eyes and
The gentle lines that curved up and around them told me he had many
Happy moments, too. Those were traces left behind from laughter and a
Smiling, happy man.

"My friend, can I help you with those things?" I asked.

Hesitant at first, he finally said, "Well, yes, thank you!"

I placed my hand under his left arm and walked with him a safe
Distance away from the rush of people.

"So what are you shopping for, sir?"

"Oh, just a little something for my neighbor. She's a young mother
Raising kids on her own. She's always so nice to me. I thought a box
Of candy for Mother's Day..." he said, stopping suddenly as he
Searched his inside pocket of his sport coat.

"Do you need something?" I asked.

"Oh, no. Here. I think I have it right here. I always carry them with
Me," he said. Then pulling out a hand full of papers he shuffled
Through them and handed me a business card that read:

"John A. Pomicter Friend to all...enemy to no one! I said a prayer
Today and you were the answer. Thank you!"

"That's for you," he said. "Thanks for stopping to help an old man."

"My friend, you helped me. I discovered that I was unhappy with the
World and I was part of the problem. Now I'll be part of the solution.
No more with me!"

"Then this was meant to be," he said smiling.

"You know God sends me gifts every day and always at least one special
Person. You were my gift for today! Let's go get some chocolates, my
Friend."

~~Unknown

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