Last night, as I walked out of the grocery store, I was faced with a choice. A choice to be Godly or worldly. There was a man standing outside, asking for money to buy himself a bread. Now, it was pouring and most people seemed to ignore him in order to run to their cars for shelter.
The ones with umbrellas, walked past him as if he was nothing, just standing out there in the pouring rain. I admit that I too barely took notice of this man as I made a mad dash for my car. Then I heard him shout to me "Miss do you have some spare change? I would like to buy a bread."
I guess I could have been like everyone else and gotten into my car and pretended as if he did not exist but looking at another person out there, with nothing and no one.. broke my heart. So I got out of my car and almost gave him some money but I knew that would do absolutely nothing for this man. Sure, I could buy him bread and go home feeling good about myself but I knew I would later be haunted by memories of him.
I asked him to accompany me to a nearby restaurant and he was refused admittance because he was 'homeless' the hostess took one look at this man and thought he was unworthy to dine among the other patrons. I was shocked. I think my heart broke a little right then and there as I stared at her and the look of disgust she had on her face for this man.
I stood there close to tears, attempting to ask her "How can you treat another person like this?" But I was overwhelmed with sadness and all I could do was choke out "How can you..." before breaking down and tears started running down my face. Finally the line was being held up long enough that the manager came to see what was the holdup.
At this point, my anger was beginning to get the better of me and I just got a room reserved for private dining so my new friend would no longer have to face the humiliation of having to deal with people so concerned about outward appearances that they refuse to be kind and gracious and loving.
We had a long chat and he shared some of his life with me. He had been homeless for a few years and had been living on the streets ever since. I knew then and there I had to do something. There was no way I could allow him to live on the streets. This man did not deserve this. No one deserved it.
Eventually we walked back to the grocery and bought him things he needed but had no access too. We found him a place to stay at a shelter and I told him we would help him get his life back on track. I told him that it did not have to be like this.
That's when I realized, my prayer had been answered. I had been praying for a few weeks before that "Lord... I know I strayed.. and I know I've made mistakes.. but show me something.. anything.. give me an opportunity.. test me once more and show me if I am of you or of this world for I want to be a Godly woman.. not a worldly woman."
This incident reminded me of our daily walks as Christians. We are faced with the choice each day. Should be be worldly or Godly. I guess this is a reminder for anyone who reads it (if anyone reads it) please be kind, be loving and be gently. Let us not forget that he commanded us to love each other as he loved us.
The ones with umbrellas, walked past him as if he was nothing, just standing out there in the pouring rain. I admit that I too barely took notice of this man as I made a mad dash for my car. Then I heard him shout to me "Miss do you have some spare change? I would like to buy a bread."
I guess I could have been like everyone else and gotten into my car and pretended as if he did not exist but looking at another person out there, with nothing and no one.. broke my heart. So I got out of my car and almost gave him some money but I knew that would do absolutely nothing for this man. Sure, I could buy him bread and go home feeling good about myself but I knew I would later be haunted by memories of him.
I asked him to accompany me to a nearby restaurant and he was refused admittance because he was 'homeless' the hostess took one look at this man and thought he was unworthy to dine among the other patrons. I was shocked. I think my heart broke a little right then and there as I stared at her and the look of disgust she had on her face for this man.
I stood there close to tears, attempting to ask her "How can you treat another person like this?" But I was overwhelmed with sadness and all I could do was choke out "How can you..." before breaking down and tears started running down my face. Finally the line was being held up long enough that the manager came to see what was the holdup.
At this point, my anger was beginning to get the better of me and I just got a room reserved for private dining so my new friend would no longer have to face the humiliation of having to deal with people so concerned about outward appearances that they refuse to be kind and gracious and loving.
We had a long chat and he shared some of his life with me. He had been homeless for a few years and had been living on the streets ever since. I knew then and there I had to do something. There was no way I could allow him to live on the streets. This man did not deserve this. No one deserved it.
Eventually we walked back to the grocery and bought him things he needed but had no access too. We found him a place to stay at a shelter and I told him we would help him get his life back on track. I told him that it did not have to be like this.
That's when I realized, my prayer had been answered. I had been praying for a few weeks before that "Lord... I know I strayed.. and I know I've made mistakes.. but show me something.. anything.. give me an opportunity.. test me once more and show me if I am of you or of this world for I want to be a Godly woman.. not a worldly woman."
This incident reminded me of our daily walks as Christians. We are faced with the choice each day. Should be be worldly or Godly. I guess this is a reminder for anyone who reads it (if anyone reads it) please be kind, be loving and be gently. Let us not forget that he commanded us to love each other as he loved us.