What does it mean to give? What does it mean to give without judgement? I am going to share with you my opinion on giving. I am going to tell you why I give, and what it does for me. I will be the first person to say that my opinion on this has changed over time. As it damn well should! If I’m still thinking the same way I was 15 years ago, then just shoot me now and put me out of my misery!
A few months ago my husband and I were headed to Walmart to do our grocery shopping. There on the side of the road stood a man and his dog. He was holding a sign and I think it said “will work for food”. His dog was so good, he was just laying there beside his owner like it was his job.
I said to my husband, “remind me to give him some money when we come back out.” And he said “why don’t we buy him lunch?” I said “no I want to give him some cash”. And he said “ok and let’s buy the dog some food”. I told him that was a great idea. (my ego was like girl, you should have thought of that, but my heart said your lucky to have this guy as your husband)
We got the dog some food and we stopped by after our trip and handed him some money. He was very thankful, and I immediately felt my heart fill up with joy. Many of you might be cringing right now. Why would you give him money? You don’t now what he’s going to do with it. What if he buys drugs, or alcohol? What if he uses it for something bad?
What if you got off your high horse for a minute and looked at his story differently. Can you imagine yourself there on the side of the road? Can you imagine what it must be like to stand there all day and beg for money? Can you imagine what it’s like to have nothing? Now can you imagine if that guy on the side of the road was your son. What would you want people to do to help your child?
This man has to be a son to someone. I don’t know if he’s a father, or a brother or an uncle but I do know that he’s a human being. I know that he looks sad and he looks very tired. I also know that if I give him some money it’s going to benefit me a million times more then it benefits him. I believe that what you put out there comes back to you in great abundance. I have been poor, so I know what that’s like. I have never been homeless, and for that I am thankful.
I was born at night, but I wasn’t born last night. I realize there are plenty of people in the world who are shady and hustle for a living. I’ve heard the stories about the beggar who’s really not poor. The one who is out there making a living by pulling on your heart strings. But I’m not talking about him, nor am I the least bit worried about what he’s up to. I am concerned with helping others who are in need. It is not my job to judge and it’s not your job either. My job is to spread love everywhere I go, and this is one of the ways I do it.
My job is to help, love, support, and care for others. My job is to give with no strings attached. My job is to help those who are in need. It doesn’t matter what the guy does with money. What does matter is that you helped someone else. If your still hung up on what he’s going to do with the money, then you my friend missed the entire point of this story.
I’m going to keep giving and I am going to do it with purest intentions of helping. I will shine my little light in a world that is often very dark and very sad. I will make a difference On a daily basis. I will be kind to a stranger and I will give to those who can never repay me. Will you do the same?
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