I told him I didn't have any change but I'd go in and buy him a bottle of water. As I started to open the door to the deli he quietly, and hopefully, asked if he could also have a hamburger. I grinned and asked what he'd like on it.
Everything.
When I placed the order I requested two bottles of water--my water bottle sitting in the Jeep would be warm by the time I got back to it. I handed the man his meal--accepted his thank yous and God bless yous, told him he was welcome and to enjoy--and I went on my way.
Rounding the corner I came face to wheelchair with another haggard looking older man. Handing him the second bottle of water, I told him that he looked like he needed it more than I did.
I could use some change.
I'm sorry--this is all I have, but it's your's if you want it.
I had actually managed to find a parking spot under a tree. Mainly because I had to back track on one way streets and parked on a side road. My full water bottle was still cool.
And I made my way back home to a loving family, supper in the oven and air conditioning. Everything in life I could have hoped for and more.
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Hi, I just stumbled upon your blog and read this post and I just had to say that it was very nice of you to give that man water and a hamburger. It makes me happy to read about these kind of things :)
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Last Sunday at PCC, the sermon was about how we view and treat and deal with the poor and homeless. Deut. 15:7,8. Not sure it was a very popular message, but it was powerful.
I'm a giver, too. Probably would have done the same. You are very kind to have done that. Does that mean I'm kind, too? :) I hope so.
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