Don't We All?
I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money.
There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "I don't want to be bothered times." "I hope he doesn't ask me for any money" I thought. He didn't.
He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke.
"That's a very pretty car," he said.
He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more than his face warm. I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.
He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said "Ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice.
"Do you need any help?" I asked.
He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing from this perceived lower class person but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me to my core.
"Don't we all?" he said. I came to a stop. I started to ponder... I was having trouble at home...
I had been feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above that bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun.
Don't we all?
I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I need help then and do all the time. I reached in my wallet and helped him have a better day. That was the help he needed at that point in time.
Those three little words still echo in my ears. No matter how much we have, no matter how much we have accomplished, we need help too. No matter how little we have, no matter how loaded we are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, we can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, we can give that.
That man on the street gave me more that day than I gave him. We never know when we may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on us to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos; something that we have that they need.
Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a Power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul that was too comfortable in himself.
Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said "Go minister to that man cleaning the car. That man needs help."
Don't We All?
Have a great day!
[Thanks Mitzi for that awesome midi...]