Thursday, August 19, 2010
He walked in here with three bills to pay and a hand full of crumpled bills. As he laid down each bill he needed to pay he proceeded to tell me why he wasn't able to pay the full amount... he needed gas money, he was low on money, he was behind... The money that he handed me was damp and crushed. He didn't smell good, he didn't look upbeat, in fact.. I know he was down on his luck. Did I share the love of Jesus with him? Did I tell him that I knew Someone that could care for him? That I knew Someone who loved him so? Did I?