We were in Fort Myers, Florida over Spring Break. I remember one morning that I still had not given out any of the money. I was leaving the grocery store, laughing to myself as I looked around at all the BMWs and Cadillacs in the parking lot, a lot of affluent people enjoying their retirement. As I left the parking lot, I saw a bicycle loaded down with a sleeping bag, sweatshirt and other supplies and an older man sitting on a bench nearby. I watched as he spoke to a couple walking by. He obfiously had no place to go and looked like he had been outside for a while. I then watched him get on his bike and ride off.
I started home and decided to turn around and go find him. I made my way back through traffic, and, of course, he wasn’t there. I pulled into the grocery store parking lot to turn around and saw his bike! I parked and went into the grocery store where I spied him buying a poncho; we were expecting rain that afternoon. Again, he was smiling and talking to the checker as he fumbled for money from his pocket.
So, I ran outside, got $50 and paper clipped it along with the scripture to his bicycle where he was sure to see. I sat where he could not see me and waited, and waited, and waited….
When he finally got to his bike, it took him a second to notice the paper clip. He did a double take, opened it up and read the message. He shoved it in his pocket and looked around nervously. He took it out and read it again, looked around and then walked over to two different people nearby showing them and smiling. When I left the parking lot, he was sitting on a bench, with his hand in his pocket, smiling.
I still had $50 left. I was going to run to the grocery store for a couple of things and mentioned to Kevin that there was a checker there that I might give the money to. He said, “The big tall dude?” He and I had both noticed how kind and easy going he always seems and how often he works. I got in his checkout line and purchased my stuff. He was talking about working at least fifty hours a week to pay his bills. When I was leaving, I pulled the money and scripture out of my pocket and told him, “a lady in a red jacket asked me to give it to him”…..He glanced at it and said, ” I can’t imagine what for,’ shoved it in his shirt pocket and turned to the next customer in line to start checking. He wouldn’t keep anyone waiting even if he’d just won the lotto! I am curious to hear what he says the next time I see him.
I have more to say, but there is a puking child upstairs right now who needs a cold hand on her forehead.
Bless you this month, my friends!