A husband and wife stood at a bus stop with their nine restless kids after a long, exhausting day. Bags in hand, nerves frayed, they waited impatiently as traffic roared past.<\/p>\n
A blind man soon joined them, his cane tapping softly on the pavement.<\/p>\n
When the bus finally arrived, the driver frowned. \u201cOnly room for ten.\u201d<\/p>\n
The wife quickly ushered all nine children onto the bus and climbed on after them, leaving the husband behind with the blind man.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo problem,\u201d the husband said. \u201cWe\u2019ll walk.\u201d<\/p>\n
They headed down the sidewalk together. At first, there was only the sound of traffic\u2014and the steady tap, tap, tap<\/em> of the cane. Tired and irritated, the husband finally snapped.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy don\u2019t you put rubber on that stick? That noise is driving me crazy.\u201d<\/p>\n The blind man stopped and calmly replied, The husband froze\u2014then burst out laughing.<\/p>\n As they walked, the blind man spoke gently about carrying heavy burdens and trusting the path even when you can\u2019t see it. The husband began noticing the warmth of the sun, distant laughter, the smell of fresh bread\u2014things he\u2019d rushed past before.<\/p>\n At the next stop, the bus returned with two open seats. The blind man let the husband go first.<\/p>\n \u201cGuess I needed the walk,\u201d the husband said.<\/p>\n Later, he learned the man\u2014Samuel\u2014had lost his sight, wife, and child in a fire, yet spent his life helping others find hope.<\/p>\n Moral:<\/strong> A husband and wife stood at a bus stop with their nine restless kids after a long, exhausting day. Bags in hand, nerves frayed, they waited impatiently as traffic roared past. A blind man soon joined them, his cane tapping softly on the pavement. When the bus finally arrived, the driver frowned. \u201cOnly room for …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2168,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2167","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2167","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2167"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2167\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2169,"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2167\/revisions\/2169"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2168"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storypulls.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\u201cIf you<\/em> had put rubber on the end of your<\/em> stick, we\u2019d both be on the bus.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sometimes the people we pity most have already learned how to see.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"