I have always had the luxury of opening my kitchen pantry to find a desirable snack when my body so desires it. Just when that annoying sign that lets you know that you're slightly hungry, you have such an easy solution. Except for last night, I couldn't find ONE thing that I wanted to eat, but I knew what sounded good; so I invited Drew to Texas Roadhouse, and he accepted, of course.
The whole way there my mouth was watering as I went through my head deciding what I would choose to eat. Thoughts were dancing all around my head.
And that's when we pulled in, and I seen him.
A thin, tired looking man, with old eyes, sitting on a bench, his eyes begging for his stomach. My heart sank. I wanted more than anything to give him all of the money in my wallet, but I wasn't sure he would use it wisely, and I walked away.
I ordered exactly what I wanted, when we sat down, and then I felt extremely disappointed in myself. I was always taught that every man should receive a helping hand, if he really needs it, and who was I to judge this man? The wisest man I have ever know always told me that you should never judge a man before you walk a mile in his shoes, and how can you judge a man who doesn't even have the means for socks, to walk in his own? In awe of my actions, I watched the waitress set down my desired meal in front of me, and asked if everything looked okay. I nodded and swallowed hard. I couldn't eat it now.
I picked at the meal for a few minutes... before deciding to box it up to give it to that man, who needed it more than I; I had food at home, I had something to go home to...
When we finished paying I walked as fast as I could, to gladly hand him this food, but he was gone by the time I arrived outdoors.
I hung my head. I wished I would have stayed home, and ate what I had. I wished I would have given him money. I wished a lot. Mostly that the man would find the strength to help himself, and that he found food that night.
I know I can't help everyone, but I looked all around for that man, and there was no trace. I only wish I would have given him a few dollars, at least to put a smile on his face. Pray for him.