I had just finished going to Walmart to pick up some orange juice and eggs for breakfast in my old red pick-up truck and there he stood on the corner at the light where I had to make a left turn to go home. His hair was disheveled just like his clothes and it looked like he hadn’t taken a bath in several weeks. His face was haggard looking with lines and creases everywhere from too much sun and too much of life. In his hands he held a small makeshift cardboard sign that had the words scribbled in black magic marker “ Help Me – I’m Hungry“.
As I pulled up to the corner next to him I tried not to make eye contact as I waited for the light to change but something inside pulled at me as I glanced at the change and a few dollar bills I had laying in an open ash tray. I thought ” I don’t wanna give this guy any money. All he is gonna do is go buy some drugs somewhere.” He did look kind of rough and I was sure he was on drugs of some sort. For whatever reason, I rolled down the window and he slowly lumbered to the car door. He smiled and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were piercing and looked as if there was some kind of light coming from inside of him. I grabbed the change and worn out dollar bills that amounted to about five dollars and placed it in his large rough hand. My wife Carol was always giving money to street corner guys that were homeless, but I had never even thought of doing it. Why am I doing this?
I smelled the stench as he drew even closer. He looked me square in the eyes and said ” Thank you Jerry.” I had never met this guy, but somehow he knew my name! He smiled at me over his shoulder as he walked away from the car but he didn’t go back to panhandling. He turned and simply walked down the highway in the opposite direction I was turning.
“Be not forgetful to entertain strangers for by this some have entertained angels without knowing it.”
Hebrews 13:2 KJV Bible