Bryleigh and I ran to the store for a few things we were missing for dinner. As of late, two small children always at the heels means if Tonya or I are heading out for something, you are taking one child with you.
I love this.
While we do much of our grocery shopping at Trader Joes where we can make healthier choices, our closer and cheaper grocery store is ‘not in the best part of town’. There is a part of me that prefers these parts of town.
On our way out of the store to the car, we were approached by a not uncommon beggar. Having worked several years with the homeless, addicted, and transient culture, I could recognize this man was not intoxicated in any fashion. He already had a box of food in a cart. He approached me wanting to get his story out as fast as he can (a story I don’t need to hear, but I’m listening). He mentions he had just met a pastor at Walgreens who helped him out by getting him this food for his family, but he still really needs milk. Could we get him some milk?
“Yeah! I can get you some milk. Bryleigh, let’s go back in and get some milk for our friend here.”
Bryleigh says, “Why are we going back inside to get milk?”
The man answers, “Because your dad is a good man!”
We go in to get the milk, and on our way in I ask Bryleigh, “Why do you think we are getting milk for that man?”
“I don’t know.”
“We want to be nice to everyone we meet, but we also do this because Jesus asked that we do nice things for people.”
When we come back out to give the man the milk, I tell him, “I guess you hit the pastor jackpot tonight.”
“You’re a pastor?”
“Well I’m gonna go home tonight and thank my heavenly Father.”
Now a few days later a few things stick out from that experience:
- A man in need spoke to my daughter that her dad is a good man.
- An opportunity to teach by example the care for others and the reason we do so
- A missed opportunity to tell that man, “Thank you.”
- A missed opportunity to tell that man, “Lets pray and thank our heavenly Father right now.”