The cashier at the first register/return desk asked if she could help me. I said I had an unusual question, but that I hoped she could indeed help. I said that I had noticed a homeless man shopping in the store. I could tell she braced herself, ready for a complaint, which made me smile on the inside. She had no idea. I asked if she might be able to watch for him to come through the line, and apply the money I held out to her toward whatever it was he was getting. She looked confused and asked the girl next to her if that was ok. That girl mumbled something back and turned toward the manager who had just walked up. The manager just nodded with a look I can’t describe. It was like she knew how much of a blessing it would be for the man and she was all for it. I thanked them and left, praying for this unknown-to-me man that Jesus loves.
As I drove away, I thought of how I struggle at times to trust that God takes care of all our needs. He always does, because He loves us. And I realized that He even takes care of the needs of people like this homeless man. God proved this by using me that day to help someone else. And I was deeply blessed.
I don’t share this story to brag about a good deed. Far from it. I do it to encourage you that by giving your last dollar, or telling someone they are doing a good job, or sharing vegetables from your garden with a needy or lonely neighbor, or being kind when it’s all too easy to be impatient, that you are being a vessel used by God to share His love. It might be just what someone needs. I am working on a personal challenge to give more than I think I have (time, money, effort) when God presents an opportunity. Would you join me?
whatever you did for one of the least of these
brothers and sisters of mine,
you did for me.”