Heroes and Giantslayers, Rhenardo Worrell [best books for 20 year olds .txt] 📗

if she drank coffee, and invited her to walk with him to the coffee house before she could answer. He walked briskly. She followed close behind him in the gray of the afternoon. He walked with expectation. He was heading to the coffee house before she stopped him.

 

 

Coffee Cake

 

Chapter 3

 

He left his umbrella and raincoat at the door and excused himself to rush to the bathroom. She stood at the counter waiting. Her eyes scanned around the coffee house. She occasionally stared out the large glass windows into the rainy cityscape. She felt nervous but thankful.

 

Only a few minutes had passed when he re-emerged but to her it seemed like much longer. He made his way to the counter where he ordered a small caramel coffee crunch with an espresso shot and a cheese danish. He motioned for her to order something assuring her that he would pay. She ordered a peppermint mocha reluctantly. He paid using a $100 bill. This transaction caught her attention. They walked over to a small wooden table in the corner of the coffee shop and sat across from each other in wooden chairs. She removed her hood but sat in her coat trying to warm up from the cold. She could hear the music playing from the coffee house speakers at low volume. It created a calm backdrop that was in conflict with the commotion inside the coffee house which was full of people but not crowded.

 

They sat silently for a moment. She noticed the hints of gray in his dark beard as he took a bite of his pastry. She tried not to watch him chew. She looked around the room as a distraction but couldn’t help herself. Her eyes kept coming back to him, tracing the contours of his face, his eyes, his cheeks, his nose. His face told a story; his dark eyes and the angle of his nose stood out. He was an attractive man. She thought maybe he was 20 years older than her. He ate in silence for a few minutes, like he was thinking. She focused on being relaxed.

 

The server came to their table, promptly delivering their coffee beverages. The elder saw the worry in her expression. He wondered how long she had been outside waiting on the sidewalk. She was still shivering. He encouraged her to drink her coffee, thinking it would warm her up. She told him she was waiting for it to cool off.

 

He leaned back in his chair and started talking, beginning where he had stopped on the sidewalk. She could smell the freshness of his cologne as he spoke. It was appealing.

 

He said, “according to the dictionary the synonym for the word hero is god or like God. Heromotive is unlimited creative ability in your thinking and unlimited goodwill in your care and forgiveness for yourself and others working together. The demonstration of heromotive is purpose on display. When it is accepted it shapes hopes and dreams to put them within reach.”  He smiled and said, “you just have to believe it.”

 

She sat up in her chair as he talked, tempering her expectations. The elder continued to speak. She wondered how heromotive could help her.

 

He said, “I am asking you to believe that heromotive exists in you. We study heromotive in the office and determined that it is demonstrated using at least 13 character gifts. These 13 character gifts exist in all of us to varying degrees. We use a character gift assessment to prioritize these13 character gifts. They are prioritized differently in everyone.”

His tone was like a professor she had back in graduate school.

 

He took his time and explained each of the 13 character gifts and told her that she needed to know which gift she demonstrated best.

 

“Why?” she asked sheepishly.

 

“Because of your wealth,” he responded.

 

She straighten up. He had her attention.

 

He finished his danish and sipped his coffee before he spoke. “The character gift you demonstrate best is your wealth for others. Your wealth is unique. It is used to respond to any problem you face. Whatever you touch with your wealth will work. It never fails. You have this wealth in order to give answers to others. When you give using your 13 character gifts as a habit it is called hero purpose. This affirms your wealth.”

 

He paused because he sensed that he was losing her. He asked her what she was thinking. She said she hoped he would help her financially.

 

He told her he could do better than that, “I can help you discover your wealth. It’s from your wealth that you must generously pour out answers to meet the needs of others through relationships you create that honor them and build grace equity in people. It is from this grace equity you will receive the answers you need.”

 

Kim’s emotions were getting the best of her. HOW COULD SHE PROVIDE ANSWERS FOR OTHERS WHEN SHE DIDN’T HAVE ANSWERS FOR HERSELF SHE SCREAMED IN HER THOUGHTS?

 

This was confusing. Character gifts, grace equity, wealth, they were all foreign concepts. She was scared. She expected the elder to give her money or at least loan her money to pay her debts. He was rich after all she thought. Maybe he didn’t understand the severity of her situation.

 

She interrupted him. Her words were full of emotion as she looked down at the table. She spoke loud enough for him to hear without drawing attention from other customers.

 

“Sir I don’t understand everything you’re saying, but I know you’re trying to help. It’s just that I am unemployed right now.” She paused slightly. “I’ve been out of work for more than a year.” She looked up for a moment to make sure she had his attention. He was looking directly at her. She looked down again nervously and continued, “I apply for at least two jobs every week and after this month I am no longer eligible for unemployment. I have a master’s degree and I can’t find a job.” She said with emphasis as she looked up again.

 

“Every one of my household bills is past due. My late husband’s debts are enormous. I have not been able to address all the letters I receive every few days requesting payment. To make matters worse, my mortgage is in default. I already have a foreclosure notice. I was trying to get a modification from the bank to reduce my mortgage payments when I was laid off from my job."

 

She took several deep breaths. "If it wasn't for my mother's help I don't know where we would be right now. I have children that depend on me. They know things aren’t good. I worry about what to tell them. I can't sleep. When I close my eyes I'm haunted by thoughts of losing everything. My children didn’t do anything to deserve any of this. I’m all they have.” Her voice shook with anxiety and she began to cry.

 

He understood her fears. Without a word he handed her a napkin from the table. He waited. He wouldn’t tell her not to cry. Her situation wasn’t good. She cried for a few moments while he sat in silence. He had his cellphone in his hand. He looked up the word hero.

 

She saw him looking at his phone and didn’t understand this response. She was about to continue her explanation when he spoke. “I want to show you the definition of hero.”

He leaned toward her and showed her the definition. She saw that the first definition was a mythological creature or legendary figure often of divine descent endowed with great strength or ability. He pointed her to the synonym which read: god, icon, and idol.

 

He told her that based on this synonym when she has heromotive she has like God motive because hero means god or like God. “When you have heromotive you have great strength or ability. Your fear will block you from receiving this answer. Fear is like a whirlwind. It makes giants out of whatever we are facing and sometimes makes it difficult to decipher anything,” he explained.

 

He changed the tone of his voice to show empathy.

 

“No one can stop the whirlwind from showing up. It is unpleasant emotionally, creating unbelief in your significance, safety and security, causing thoughts of danger, loss, injury, threat or pain, however please understand, fear is only thoughts of danger, not actual danger.”

 

She interrupted again in a faint voice saying, “I just ........ I don’t know what to do………I just can't lose my house ........, without your help they will put me and my children out on the street. We will be homeless. Please help me. I will do anything, anything you ask." She looked at him as she propositioned.

 

He understood the desperation in her offer. He began again, “your husband was a good man.” This got her attention as he continued.

 

“His biggest asset was the strength of his belief”

 

She knew that this was true.

 

“However the hardest part of believing is staying confident in your belief,” he said.

 

“Did you pursue me this morning because you believe I have money to help you?”

 

“Yes,” she responded still wiping her tears with the napkin.

 

“Have you questioned your belief based on the nature of our conversation?” he asked.

 

“I’m not sure if your money is an option on the table for me,” she replied.

 

“Staying confident in your belief is hard,” he said. “That’s why your belief can’t be based on people or things that are subject to change. It must be rooted in truth that doesn’t change.”

 

She didn’t know what to say. She took a deep breath and asked, “are you saying that you cannot help me?”

 

He smiled.

 

“Yes I will help you,” he answered, “but it’s not about me. Your confidence in me, my money or any person can lead to disappointment because people are limited on the surface. You have to get beyond the surface. I will show you the truth in heromotive. It is not limited. I encourage you to be confident in this truth. Are you with me?”

 

“Yes sir,” she answered weakly.

 

“There is literally unlimited creative ability in words that effect your thinking,” he began. “You have the ability to say any word and see it in your mind or imagination. Does that make sense?”

 

“Yes,” she said again.

 

“There is unlimited goodwill in your care and forgiveness for yourself and others working together,” he continued. “How many times can you give care and forgiveness to someone or something?”

 

“I’m not sure,” she responded.

 

“Ok, who decides if you will give care and forgiveness to someone or something?” he asked.

 

“Me, I decide,” she answered.

 

“Yes you decide. You have the ability to decide to give care and forgiveness for as long, and as often as you like. You have the unlimited ability to give care and forgiveness to yourself and others. This means you have unlimited goodwill. I am asking you to put your confidence in the truth that unlimited creative ability in your thinking and unlimited goodwill in your care and forgiveness for yourself and others is in you so that you win according to heromotive. It’s in all of us. That is heromotive. It is “like God” motive and proves that we are like God. You activate this great strength or ability in you when you accept this truth. Heromotive