I bought a homeless man a meal last night. He looked like he just woke up from sleeping on the grass and stumbled into Bill Miller's BBQ. Immediately I felt compelled to help him out. You could tell this dude had been through the ringer.
I myself was having a hard day. I had gone to pick up my cat's ashes at the vet yesterday and was feeling way down and angry.
My theory in life is when I can't be happy, I'll do whatever I can to make someone else happy. So I bought him a big ol' three meat plate. I told him he can get whatever he wanted so he ordered the Wild Bill special. Chicken, brisket, sausage; three sides and a drink.
I felt really good when I went home.
I encourage everyone to look after their neighbor. You never know when you'll be that homeless person on the street looking for a warm meal and a warm heart.
I prayed for the man. Paid for my meal and went home with a smile on my face.
Off to Wednesday night Military Bible Study!!