Brandon commented one day, “Why he always stand there? He have brown sign.” I explained that the sign says he has no house and that he needs money.
Brandon asked, “Why he have no house? He young man. He not work?” “I don’t know, Son” was my reply.
Day after day we’d pass this guy. The girls would stare, often commenting how embarrassing it must be to stand there in front of all the people. I’d look forward waiting for the light to turn green. Brandon always smiled his sweet smile at this man. This man smiled back at Brandon.
One day Brandon said, “I have a lot of money. I give it to him, Mama?”
Me: “No, Son. You worked hard for that money. You keep it for your airplane you want to buy.”
Brandon: “Why Mama? He need food. He buy cheeseburger.” (Burger King is right beside that curb).
Me: “Because we do not know if he will buy food or cigarettes or beer.”
Brandon: “Well maybe I give it to him he buy house.”
Such love and compassion my son had! He had more than I have ever had. Brandon always had such a kind and generous heart. He would willingly give you anything and everything he had if you asked…and sometimes you didn’t even have to ask. He would just offer it to you.
Anyway, I wish I’d let my son give this man his $22. It’s still in his wallet untouched. Really makes me think….I may just stop by and give this man this money.
I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me. Matthew 25:45