This early morning I drove to the grocery for some requested supplies. While driving out of the parking lot an older man approached my car and asked for one dollar. I ignored the man. After leaving the lot, I was overcome with major guilt for my actions which isn’t always the way I react to these requests. It’s a frequent occurrence here.
I’ve turned this over again and again since then in my little brain and have not found a satisfactory answer for the guilt. I have believed for many years now that nothing in our universe happens by chance and without reason. Everything is in one way or another locked together. Locked forever together by God.
I have been a Christian since the early 1990s and am grateful for this. Was my not giving the man two bucks a disruption of this connection? If I had not gave the man two bucks, would something or someone’s life on down the line been horribly altered? Was this the holy Spirit moving powerfully upon me?
I will never know the answer in this lifetime. I returned quickly to the very busy parking lot and found the man, giving him two bucks instead. He said thank you brother. Good choice of words, words that were more cause for thought. In any case, I believe I did the right thing and wish this old long haired fella all the best in his future.
Perhaps he and I will meet again.