I often get so busy in life I do not see the beauty around me. Oh sure, I noticed the gorgeous sunset this evening as I left the high school after a meeting. I enjoyed the view of the zillions of azaleas that have burst into bloom all around our area. And I chuckled at a cute little boy yesterday.
But last week as I left the library, I saw one of the homeless guys who hangs around there. The homeless shelter is next door to the library so we have our 'regulars'. Some have even helped out moving books for us when we needed some muscle. One of them, M, is an extremely intelligent man who will work for books. No kidding, he doesn't ask for money, he asks for books. And when he does have money, he spends it on books. He is erudite, articulate and . . . homeless. I don't know why, and don't know his back story. He has told several of us different stories, so none of us are quite sure. But because sometimes his stories cross from interesting to extremely fanciful, we tend to not take him very seriously. He reminds me of a lot of my former defense clients. He's basically a good natured guy with a penchant for embroidering the truth -- a bit of a con man, but pretty harmless.
So as I drove away from the library, I saw him lounging down on the corner and waved. He returned the wave and I drove on. I wondered in my mind, 'why does he live that way? He's so smart, I bet he could be doing something different.'
In the next couple of days, as you see young children, see if you can imagine where or who they'll be. Or, when you see someone grown, imagine what their 4 year old grin looked like. I think it will make you look at people differently, maybe even more compassionately.
What do you think?