I saw that he was hungry, I gave him food.
I saw that he was cold, I gave him a bed.
I saw he needed medical care, I got him access.
I saw he needed clothes, I bought him some.
He received these … and said “thank you” with all the correct manners everyone would think…
Then, one day, he told me he couldn’t find his lighter. I then went for my daily run and found one along the road. I picked it up, thinking of him, and carried it home. I handed it to him and he smiled ear to ear, looked at me; straight in the eyes and beamed with appreciation.
Somehow that lighter reached in and found him, connected more to him than all the other things provided. Somehow the lighter was because someone was listening and responded. You see, I have come to see he didn’t need all the things I wanted to give him; he needed the things he did not have…and in this case it was someone listening.
This experience makes me ponder how much we do in our attempts to help rather than just be, ‘in-relationship’ with someone who needs so much but mostly someone who stops, looks and listens.