Today’s post is a re-blog from a very cool site called Morning Story and Dilbert. This post has a great story illustrating the fact that simply giving money to the less fortunate often times doesn’t have the same impact or the same expression of love that taking the time to really care about the person does. Money is great but in this story the man was touched so much more by a thoughtful gift. To me it is a reminder that these type of situations aren’t solved simply by giving away money, but by interested, involved communities that care for each other and help to meet each others’s needs.
He was kind of scary. He sat there on the grass with his cardboard sign, his
dog (actually his dog was adorable) and tattoos running up and down both
arms and even on his neck. His sign proclaimed him to be “stuck and hungry”
and to please help. I’m a sucker for anyone needing help. My husband both
hates and loves this quality in me.
I pulled the van over and in my rearview mirror, contemplated this man,
tattoos and all. He was youngish, maybe forty. He wore one of those
bandannas tied over his head, biker/pirate style. Anyone could see he was
dirty and had a scraggly beard. But if you looked closer, you could see that
he had neatly tucked in the black T-shirt, and his things were in a small,
tidy bundle. Nobody was stopping for him. I could see the other drivers take
one look and…
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