People Watching

Happy Monday, friends! I’m thankful you’re here today on what is most likely a short work week if you live in the U.S. I’m looking forward to seeing family and friends and taking a little time to sit a spell and enjoy my surroundings this Thanksgiving.

As I spent the weekend running here and there in an attempt to check off all the boxes on my to-do list, I knew I needed to pause for a while if I hoped to complete the list. As I neared the end of my list, I stopped at Chipotle to grab a late lunch. There was a man near the door with his back against the wall. He looked disheveled, tired, and lost. There was something else in his body language that I couldn’t quite discern, but it was almost palpable and felt like judgment.  As I advanced toward the door and shortened the distance between us, I saw him look at me and quickly avert his glance. What was that about? In an instant, I heard myself say hello. Where’d that come from? Who said that? It was definitely me. Something inside me was determined to prove him wrong. The Spirit prompted me to offer kindness in the form of a word. He managed to ask for spare change, and I said I’d see him on the way out.

I usually offer to buy food instead of giving money, but this time was different. My thoughts and actions had been hacked, and I knew it. When I walked back out, I kept my promise and gave him a few dollars. It’s not my business what he planned to do with it. It was his to spend or keep.  As I walked toward my car, he said, Thanks, Miss. God bless you. I said thank you — grateful that this lost soul knows the Lord.  It is my hope that the Good Shepherd will soon find him and welcome him back into the fold.

What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he has lost one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the open country, and go after the one that is lost, until he finds it? And when he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he comes home, he calls together his friends and his neighbors, saying to them, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep that was lost.’Just so, I tell you, there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who need no repentance. ~Luke 15:4-7 (

This week I challenge you to see all marginalized people through God’s eyes. What can you do to shepherd all lost souls home? Scroll down and join me in the comments. I’d love to hear your testimony.

Before you leave today, Take a few minutes to enjoy my Music Monday selection by Brandon Heath entitled Give Me Your Eyes.

May blessings abound! <3

31 Thoughts

  1. What a wonderful thing to do. Helping out a man in need. I usually do that too. If l tell them l’ll see them on the way out, l make sure to keep my promise and give them something. Yeah..they may be using it for bad stuff, but l am past the point of judging to tell the truth. Have a wonderful week 🙂

  2. This world we live in can make it hard to see other people problems because it’s all about me, me, me… I will take this time to open my eyes and look to help someone else

  3. That is one of our favorite songs! We listen to it in the car. We live in DC so it is easy to just get used to seeing homeless people and letting them become part of the landscape.

  4. I try to speak to people when I see them. I believe in acknowledging people when I see them and offering a smile. I’m usually a bit more giving during the winter and holiday months.

    1. I have worked in “Challenge” schools too, and I know that’s hard. It’s difficult to cut them any slack because you feel like somebody had to teach them some manners. Sometimes, that’s just not the case. If we don’t “train up a child in the way that they should go,” someone else will.

  5. This was beautiful! You just never know people’s circumstances and how much of a blessing you can be.

    1. That last statement is profound, Kirstin. Your last dollar may in fact be a lifeline to someone else. We just never know. That single act of kindness may be life saving. Thanks for reading. <3

  6. Amen to that! It’s not our business what they do with our generosity, it’s between them and the Lord! On that note, I need to start my annual (and hopefully eventually perpetual,) ministry called “Cookies of love.” I home bake cookies, put 2 or 3 in little bags with verses attached and keep them in my car to give to those in need. I’ve done it a couple of years now and it has started some great conversations!

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