Just a cup of water part 2

 Matthew 25:40  King James Version

40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.

We last had a true rain last year with a hurricane side swipe. so far this year we have had 2 five minute light showers. The last one was a month ago. The tree these flowers are on, had almost died, the shower brought leaves and a week later one flower. One week of just a coffee can, a few cups, full of water 3 times brought 7 beautiful  blooms.

I took these photos a week ago and popped them in two posts because I loved them all. Just because I was excited that my walking back and forth with dishwater had brought the flowers out. I had  no idea what I would write here until Wed morning I went out to hit the Dollar General, the vets office for RX for Beau and Publix for 4 items.

Walking into Publix, I passed the bench that I pass every time I go, and there is almost always 1 to 3 homeless people on the bench. I always speak as I walk by. The man of misery was sitting with his face in his dirty hands, long hair hanging forward and did not move when I walked past him and 20 minutes later he was still with his elbows on knees and face hidden in his hands. It was so hot walking outside, I felt like my shoes would melt and like I was breathing water not air..

Again the man did not look up, and as I stepped around his feet I heard in my heart, this man needs help. Give him the 20 you have in your pocket. I had 4 heavy bags and I passed by him and walked to my car, placing the bags in the car.. Arguing with the voice telling me to give him the 20.  

I took the twenty out walked back to where he sat, and said to his head still bent in utter misery, God told me you need this money. He raised his head and said, yes I need it, are you sure? 

His eyes were neon blue, in a dirty face, a beautiful handsome dirty face. Maybe 40 years old. His short beard and mustache and face was like a sad child that is hot and dirty.  My heart hurt when I saw the red smudge around his mouth from eating breakfast from the small can of Beefaroni, sitting on the sidewalk between his feet, unheated, sitting on the ground empty. his cold breakfast, bought at Dollar tree, 2 small cans for 1.25. 

He spoke with a beautiful and educated voice, and thanked me for the money. He told me his name is on the list for next week, and he is supposed to get a room inside next week. He was not an addict or a drug user, he was a young man down but not done. His eyes were clear and beautiful.

I had to leave because my heart was breaking for him and I knew I was about to cry. I cried on the way to the car, cried while telling Bob about it, as I am sitting now with tears running down my face as I tell this story.

I have no idea why he needed the money or if he will be ok and may never know. I do know he needed help and that I am blessed with more food than we could eat in a month in a cool house, with showers and soap. None of which he has. 

I consider that God said he needs a cold cup of water and you are the one to do it and I did.... I don't even know why I am telling you this.  How can we as humans, that would go inside and buy bottled water to pour in a bowl for a dog or cat we saw on the side of the street but will walk by someone in need with out a thought. I do that every day, I see our homeless every where we go.

 I just know this one needed that money and I had it to give. I am asking God why this one and not the others. I have no clue. He doesn't want me to have a clue. 

I hope that all who read this, will become aware of others and give a cup of water to those in need. 

The results of a Can of water