Ever since I finished the book “Love Does” by Bob Goff, my interactions with others have shifted. Folks who I normally wouldn’t have bothered to have a conversation with, I have a conversation with. People I would have walked on by, I take a moment to say hello and get to know them. This intro isn’t to toot my own horn, but it’s to let you know how much of a jerk I was/am and how wrong I was in my thinking until this book came into my life.
Every person, no matter their title, position or circumstance, has a story that needs to be heard, and the gentleman I met off of our city’s square was no different. His name is Alfonzo and from all appearances he was homeless. As I saw him out of the corner of my eye, I gave a polite nod and was walking towards my car. As I was about to open the door he says something at me and all I could think was “Damnit!” I then quickly reminded myself that he’s a person that has a story and it needs to be heard.
I walked over and sat down next to him, we started to have a conversation. Within moments I could tell that his mind wasn’t all together as he kept on saying Brad Pitt and other various celebrities owed him money. At other moments he referred to himself as God, but the stories he would tell didn’t match up with the God that I know.
We finished up our conversation with me letting him know for the tenth time that I wasn’t related to Brad Pitt and was not responsible for his “debt,” I said goodbye and drove away. Not more then ten seconds after I started driving away I knew I had to go back and give him something. I begrudgingly turned around and parked right back in the same spot I had left. By the time I got back to Alfonzo someone had brought him some breakfast, so I asked if I could get him something to drink. He wanted some apple juice, so I walked into the restaurant on the corner and popped back outside moments later with three bottles.
As I walked back over to Alfonzo I said, “Here is a bottle for now, one for later, but this third one… I need you to promise me something. I need you to promise that you will give this third bottle away. Alfonzo, I want you to know, understand and experience that we really do live in a world of abundance. I want you to have the ability to help someone out today.”
After everything was said and done, I realized that this encounter was as much for me as it was for Alfonzo. The reason I say this is because even though I truly believe we live in a world of abundance, most of the time I rarely act like it.
Now whether Alfonzo kept his promise or not doesn’t truly matter. What matters is that I got to put action towards this belief of abundance and share a little bit in Alfonzo’s story.
What is your belief? Do we live in a world of abundance, or is there only so much to go around?