Monday, February 18, 2013
Halo #1
Beyonce sings about halos. I like the concept. Someone who does good in your life but maybe doesn't get the glory so much.
Continuing my theme of gratitude, when I think of someone I am grateful for, I will give them a "halo" shout out.
Today's is for the security guard at the Y (whose name I really should know!). He is such a blessing. He's an older guy. Not a man of many words. Which is probably why I didn't figure out what he does until a while after he'd started doing it.
If you are a woman and you leave the Y at night, he follows you to your car. He doesn't do so in a stalkerish way. He keeps a good distance behind you. Far enough so that you don't feel followed but close enough to get to you should trouble arise. When you get to your car he pauses until you're behind the wheel and have started the car.
I only realized he was doing this because one night as I got into the car, another woman passed by that he needed to escort so he gave me a brief nod and said "Goodnight miss."
This man, I think, has a lot to teach me about pride in one's vocation. His job isn't the most notorious. Or glamorous. Heck, folks who are even less self-aware than me probably don't even realize he does what he does but it's so important. The care he feels for the women who visit the Y and the pride he seems to take in serving others inspires me. I want to be that caring and that invested in my God-given vocation.
So...Mr. Security Guard at the Y (whose name I WILL learn tomorrow!) I give you a halo shout out. God bless you and keep you safe as you work to keep the safety of others.
Continuing my theme of gratitude, when I think of someone I am grateful for, I will give them a "halo" shout out.
Today's is for the security guard at the Y (whose name I really should know!). He is such a blessing. He's an older guy. Not a man of many words. Which is probably why I didn't figure out what he does until a while after he'd started doing it.
If you are a woman and you leave the Y at night, he follows you to your car. He doesn't do so in a stalkerish way. He keeps a good distance behind you. Far enough so that you don't feel followed but close enough to get to you should trouble arise. When you get to your car he pauses until you're behind the wheel and have started the car.
I only realized he was doing this because one night as I got into the car, another woman passed by that he needed to escort so he gave me a brief nod and said "Goodnight miss."
This man, I think, has a lot to teach me about pride in one's vocation. His job isn't the most notorious. Or glamorous. Heck, folks who are even less self-aware than me probably don't even realize he does what he does but it's so important. The care he feels for the women who visit the Y and the pride he seems to take in serving others inspires me. I want to be that caring and that invested in my God-given vocation.
So...Mr. Security Guard at the Y (whose name I WILL learn tomorrow!) I give you a halo shout out. God bless you and keep you safe as you work to keep the safety of others.
# posted by Bariatric Foodie @ 6:15 PM 
