I reached out my hand, and said my name is Jesse. We shook hands, and he said I'm Joseph. Then he said I am trying to get home, but the conductor said my metro ticket was 4 dollars short. I had to get off the train. I am tire. I don't know anyone around here. I just want to get home. I need to go home.
At breakfast this morning the cashier just happened to give me 4 dollars change. I gave it to him. He tried to give it back to me, but I said no. He broke down I gave him a small hug. He said are you sure...I said I was only going to buy lottery tickets with it. He said here you can buy your lottery tickets. I said no, besides I'm always 6 numbers away. He smiled...that smile was worth a million dollars. The world was new for a few minutes. Carolyn came back with our coffee, and I ask her if she has a couple of dollars...we gave it to him. It's wasn't much. It won't buy us a ticket into heaven, but it did buy Joseph a cup of coffee,
On the drive home my wife said I hope that young man makes it home. I said I am sure he is already on his way. She said I'm glad you were there for him today. I said, I think he was there for me. He helped me discover my humanity. What if the less fortunate are all there for us? There to help us discover our humanity.
The gospel speaks often of the poor and needy. Calling us to give generously to them, and to speak up on their behalf.
Dear God, see Joseph home safely, and forgive me for not giving more,