Today I swung by Trader Joe's to pick up a couple things for dinner. On my way inside I passed a homeless man trying to sell some newspapers, asking for a dollar at most.
He was on my heart the entire time I shopped. So just before heading to the check out, I snagged a hearty sandwich for him.
When I presented him with the food, he captured my heart in an instant. He could not stop thanking me, he was so grateful. And absolutely starving. He told me I blessed him today, but really he blessed me. As I drove away I saw him bite in the sandwich. He took small bites, savoring each one.
And here I am, heading home to make a sandwich of my own. Most likely to woof it down and be on my way. It was a humbling experience today.