Father Virgil's Message
A friend shared this with me and so now I share it with you.
“I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car was and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him, he had no care, no home, no clean clothes and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don’t want to be bothered. This was one of those “don’t want to be bothered times.”
“I hope he doesn’t ask me for money,” I thought. He didn’t. He came and sat on the curb in from of the bust stop but he didn’t look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus.
After a few minutes he said, “That’s a pretty car.” He was ragged but he had an air of dignity about him. His scraggly blond beard kept more than his face warm. I said, “Thanks,” and continued wiping my car off.
He sat there quietly and I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said, “ask him if needs help.” I was sure he would say “yes” but I held true to the inner voice. “Do you need any help?” I asked.
He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke three words that shook me. “Don’t we all?” He said.
I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough money for but fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, to need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it’s just a compliment, you can give that.
You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don’t have. They need a different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, and a respite from daily chaos that only you through a torn world can see.
Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.
Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, and then said, “Go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help.”
Don’t we all?
I don’t know who wrote this, but it certainly speaks to me and I pray it speaks to all Christians.
Have a faith filled week,