Every Friday I pick up
two cheeseburgers, fries and a large coke from Macdonalds. It costs me $4.36.
I take it a mile down
the road to a busy intersection. He is always there. It's his corner. I figure
he is in his 40's but he looks like a 60 year old man who has had a hard life.
His right foot looks like it was broken at the ankle and never set It's
difficult for him to even walk.
I know he is homeless.
He always has that backpack with everything he cherishes stuffed inside.
Both streets are very
busy. I always honk and pulled to the side. He hobbles over as I roll the
window down. Today I hand him the bag and drink. "God bless you ma'am. I
can't tell you how hungry I am. Thank you so much." I always watch him
take it back to where he was standing. He takes his time opening the bag and
laying everything out.
I'm always amazed by
his gratitude. $4.36. I probably misplace more than that in change every
week.It reminds me to be grateful for every thing, large and small, that is in
my life.
It is up to us to help
the less fortunate. And there are oh so many in our country who do. Not the
government. Not programs. US. Americans. It's part of our DNA.
Love your neighbor as
yourself. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Are we our brothers'
keeper? I think we are.
And there is just no
better feeling than the joy of giving to someone you know can never do anything
for you. Giving helps others but it helps the giver more.
You can never out give
God. He will always return it. Shaken. Pressed down. And overflowing.
It takes so little to
individually help someone who is less fortunate than we are. The blessings are
overwhelming.
I challenge everyone
to be a blessing to someone this week who just needs a little help.
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