I am grateful for every day and second, I get the chance to live and breath on this good earth. And it is Good.

I was making a long drive for a doctor’s appointment a few weeks ago stopping at a drive through to pick up some coffee when I came across two homeless men. Whether I wanted to get them food out of the kindness of my own heart or whether I simply wanted to impress my girlfriend who I was talking to on the phone at the time I don’t know. But I saw something in one of the man’s eyes. He had a beard like me, but his eyes… there was something different. I have heard it said that sometimes you see the face of Jesus in others, while it sounds fanciful, this time I might agree.

There was something so familiar in his eyes. Something so human, but something so otherworldly about it, something, dare I say it… heavenly?

I rolled up in the truck, and I asked them If I could get them anything. He turned to his companion saying, “Hey Joe, you want anything? This man is offering to get us something to eat.” Joe shook his head in response.
“Uh, nah man, we are good. Someone got us Wendy’s earlier, but I appreciate the offer.”
“Well, can I get you guys anything to drink then, like coffee or something?”

“Uh, well…” He hesitated for a second. And then continued” May be like an iced mocha or something? You know like, with caramel or something?” His Eyes lit up at the words “caramel.” Then he turned to his companion. “Hey Joe, you want anything to drink?” Joe said something I couldn’t hear because of the distance. “He’ll have some tea if that’s alright.”
“Yeah, sure thing. One tea, and caramel mocha coming right up!” I responded. So, I turned the car back into the drive through and got them the drinks.

When I came back and rolled down the window again to give them the drinks, the man who had been talking to me, I never did get his name, replied. “Thank you so much, God bless!”

I was touched. All I had done was spend a couple of bucks, to get them something to drink. I didn’t help them get out of poverty or give them a place to sleep or help them get back onto their feet. In fact, I didn’t even do it out of complete selflessness either since I was talking to my GF at the time and wanted to impress her.

But I really did feel blessed. I really did feel touched by God. It reminded me how human we all are. How we are all really the same, no matter how different we seem. I love learning about other cultures for that reason. I have a craving to learn about my fellow humans.

But I am so thankful for those two men, who gave me a chance to practice kindness and were humble and loving enough to except what I had to offer. Not only were they gracious but they offered a blessing over me…. If the world is more like them, I think we will be doing alright. They looked out for eachother, and they were kind and welcoming to me, even in our small little interaction. They were genuinely kind, just as I hope I was to them.

Ok, maybe I am over playing this interaction, and puffing it up a bit. While that’s probably true, it really did have an impact on me and I’m not quite sure else how to put it. I am so grateful for the opportunity I was given.