Touching the lives of others for good

There are occasions when I look at what I just experienced and tears well up in my eyes with gratitude to know the spirit has touched me and prompted me to do good. It filled my heart with joy. "Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."

I had a few errands to run today after a job interview this afternoon. I went to buy some KFC, and had the prompting to buy more than a few pieces of chicken. So, I did. I then hurried off to the post office. There was a line with a man in front of me. He looked tired, a little unkempt with his hair uncombed and his clothes looked shabby. He asked me a few questions in English, then he realized that maybe I spoke Spanish. He asked if I had any work he could do for me. I declined and said I'm sorry I didn't, then he proceeded to tell me his plight. He was out of work, was injured in a car accident I think and hadn't heard from the attorney about his case. He seemed desperate.

He was waiting for a letter to be brought to the post office that was delivered with a notice for him to pick it up. He was early and needed to wait for the carrier to bring it to the post office. He was concerned, and mentioned food. I didn't have cash with me, so I shook my head. He knew I didn't get what he said.

Anyway, as I was leaving the parking area I had the impression to share some of the extra chicken I had just bought. I pulled back into the parking stall and offered the man food, who was already in his truck. He said thank you, and was very pleased to eat hot food. I went back to my car and saw an orange on the floor by the front seat. So I reached down, got it out and took it to the man. He smiled again and was very grateful. I told him that God would bless him, and he said, "Thank you, you too." This was all spoken in Spanish too.

I went away feeling like I had fed my Savior, Jesus Christ and wept. My heart filled with love for Him and His example as he fed the 5,000. I only fed one man. I was happy being the one to be there and prompted to help someone else; I was grateful for the means to have to buy the food to share with someone else in need.

It made my day and I was pleased that I was given the prompting and acted on it quickly to give this homeless man food. He had mentioned that he was staying in his truck. I felt compassion for him and wept some more. God bless those who are less fortunate to find their way back home. I have a testimony that God watches over the sparrow and knows when he falls, he also knows about you and me, and feels what we feel and cares.