This evening I sat at a local fast food restaurant when a man walked in who looked like he might have been homeless. First he came in to use the restroom and left. He returned a few minutes later. He walked up to the counter and asked for the cheapest item on the menu. The cashier was very courteous to him as she answered his question. He pulled out some change from his pocket and held it out to her. She took it and told him she'd be right back. She walked over and discussed the issue with the manager. He reached over and prepared a meal that would have been over $5.00--much more change than he presented. The cashier brought him the meal in a sack. He thanked her profusely, waved and nodded at the manager and left. I walked out at the same time and watched as he hopped on an older bike and rode off literally towards the sunset. I lost view of him quickly. It was clear that this was no sham.
I thought to myself as I got into my car what a blessing it was to watch a biblical command play out before me. Luke 6: 31 states: "Treat others the same way you want them to treat you." Whether the employees were knowingly fulfilling the biblical command or not, the result was the same. I and others around were encouraged and a hungry and perhaps homeless man had a nice hot meal. Hopefully the employees rest much easier tonight when their heads hit the pillow. Sometimes it is the little things, those that seem so insignificant, that matter the most, isn't it?