“I need to get back to volunteering.” - Christina Schmidt
Important Things
Our friend, Cortni Sivertson, accepted a different role in
our company. It was a sweet and bitter
announcement, to be sure. We were all
glad to have her use her specialized skills more effectively. We weren’t glad to have her using those
cherished skills in another location! So,
in our office, a group of us gathered to thank her for everything she’d given
us. It was also an opportunity for our
group to sit, laugh, rekindle our personal relationships, and simply talk
informally about important things.
“The past few weeks have been interesting for me!” Christina
Schmidt said to those of us gathered around a small, round, white-topped, table.
Christina, one of my favorite people in the world, just happens
to also be the embodiment of goodness, strength of character, and caring. I’ve never met anyone with bigger heart or
greater resolve. When she speaks, my ears
yearn for more! Luckily, she continued.
“I was in the grocery store with my kids, the other day,
when I watched a woman mistreating her child.
Her behavior was so awful, I feared for the welfare of her
daughter. So, I followed her out of the
store.”
Once the woman left the store she rolled her grocery cart up
to her car, literally threw the small child into the back seat and then
scratched the girl’s arms, pulled patches of hair from her scalp and violently
hit her. Christina stepped up and
stopped this abuse.
“Son, go get our car and pull it here, behind this car so
she can’t leave.” Christina calmly requested.
He quickly went and drove the car over as requested. Christina gathered the injured child out of
the other car, protected the child by using her own body as a shield, called
911 and child protective services, all as the woman continually berated and
threatened her. Others, encouraged by supplemental
strength from Christina, then began to gather around, offering added support
until the police arrived.
When the police arrived, they saw the mangled child and
immediately gave her shelter. Then, they
arrested the girl’s mother.
“I couldn’t believe it!”
Christina said. “The woman lashed
out at her child as she cowered in the back seat. Then, when she was finished, she stood up straight,
fixed her own hair and said, ‘Good. I
feel better now.’!”
As she spoke, I looked across the small, round, white-topped,
table in our office and directly at Christina.
My gaze was one of more than one of admiration. It was one of reverence!
Christina was a counselor, prior to using her specialized
skills, just as effectively, in our business.
Now, we were glad to have her using those cherished skills to benefit
someone else, a small girl who needed her protection! So, while seated together in our office, our
group thanked her for everything she’d done for a child we didn’t know, but
deeply loved, just because she was a child.
It was also an opportunity for our group to sit, rethink our societal relationships,
and simply talk informally about really important things, such as doing more
personally, to protect the smallest amongst us.
“I need to get back to volunteering.” Christina said to us with greater resolve in
her voice.
I whispered back, “We should all be more like you Christina,
my champion and guardian of important things!”
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