The Hungry Homeless
Yesterday a thin man, dressed neatly, with a POW/MIA baseball cap stepped onto the lawn as I was mowing the grass. Not knowing what to expect, I told him that I’d speak to him on the sidewalk. The first words out of his mouth were, “I’m hungry.” I let him sweep the sidewalk of grass left by the mower and gave him some money.
I wanted to believe his story of being out of work during “these hard times,” but somehow his reddened eyes belied his words. I wanted to ask him if he was being straight with me, but if he was–I didn’t want to insult him. How could I know for certain?
Daily Gratitude: I spent several hours in the garden on this beautiful and sunny Fall day.
Quote of the Day for YOU: Trust is letting go of needing to know all the details before you open your heart. ~Author Unknown