Dora

Normally when I know that I am going to be taking the First Ave exit off of Hwy 1, I often make sure I have some extra snacks or some spare change with me as there is always a person in need at the light just off the exit.

Today was no exception. There was a lady with only two front teeth holding a sign that read "My name is Dora and I am in need. Anything helps." So with that, I prayed that the light would turn red so I could help her out. The light turned red and I pulled out my purse and managed to give her about $2.00 in change.

Thats all normal, right? Well, let me tell you I have never seen someone so excited to receive anything. It was like a child running down the stairs on Christmas morning and unwrapping the gift they always wanted. She was so sweet and couldn't stop thanking me. When the light turned green she yelled to me to have a great weekend.

Another thing that I observed is that when all the cars stopped at the light, she never went to a single car window to ask for anything. She simply and humbly waited until someone would roll down their window and call her over. If only I could humble myself like her what I have needs to be met.

As I drove away, I wondered why people give to the homeless. Is it out of guilt? Compassion? Why did I give Dora some loose change? Because she is a child of God just like me. If I can't take care of a sister in need simply by giving a few coins to her, what kind of Christian am I?