Motivation for Mindy's Orginization: RAIL SEVEN!

 I had been a little depressed lately.  Thinking that everything I stress about, everything I think about and everything I have tried to do is just wasted energy. Nobody understands.  I am nobody. I can't do anything, I can't change anything so what's the use of trying?

I went up to the convenience store.  When I parked I saw a homeless man sitting against the wall directly in front me. His back was against the wall with his knees bent and three beers sitting on the ground between his feet.  He had a black dog lingering around him and he was skin and bones. I could tell he was starved.

I sat in my car for awhile just watching this man.  He asked some people for change as they opened the door and every person ignored him.  I got out and he didn't say anything to me.  Maybe it was because I glared at him the entire time. Maybe he could tell I was absolutely furious. I felt betrayed. Everything I think and try to do was being completely exposed in front of me in the stereotypes I try so justly to ignore.

It only deepened my feelings and it felt like someone had stolen everything I was.

I asked the clerk what he was doing there and she told me he used to come around a lot until he went into a coma. He was so drunk one night he fell and hit his head and was in the hospital for two weeks.  After he was released he was back there again. Doing the same thing. He had been there collecting change all day to buy that beer.  I asked if that was his dog and she said yes.

I was infuriated. Devastated. Disappointed.

So much to the point that I bought dog food, coffee and a sandwich and took the bag outside with me. 

I knelt down directly in front of him and just stared.  I was hoping to make him uncomfortable, but he just looked at me and said "what the hell do you want?"

Then I showed him what I got him.  He reluctantly smiled at me and said "God Bless you".

I couldn't help but smile with him. 

"I have always been blessed. I have been blessed by the Lord with an overflowing love for every person, every animal of every nation and every situation.  Sir, I think it is time for you to wake the fuck up and find that love in Grace." 

He looked at me like he hated me. I could have been nicer with my words, but I didn't think it would sink in.

I left feeling slightly satisfied.  I at least have the ability to say something, even if they don't like it.

The next time I went into that store the clerk told me that he had come again. My heart fell for a minute, I was wishing I could avoid the situation until she said,

" I couldn't believe it. He bought a jug of water, a chili dog and dog food."

I cried on my way home.  Thankful for being blessed.

I WILL NEVER GIVE UP!

Love Is Contagious. Spread It Around.