I found this song on Switchfeed.com a couple days ago.

I don't think it was a coincidence that two or three days after I heard this song, I had an encounter with a homeless man when I was walking out from a restaurant I ate at. I've always had a heart for the hurting, I don't know why, I just have a heart for people who feel left out, forgotten, or wounded. It may have to do with my personality, and being the baby in a big family, it's easy for me to feel left out or forgotten sometimes.

Anyways, I was walking to my car, and a homeless man came running up. He had a bike with a basket on the front. In his basket was a bottle of glass cleaner, a stack of newspaper, and a trash bag. He asked, "Sir, before you leave, can I wash your windshield for you?" I said, "No, that's ok, I don't have any cash, I only have a few coins in my car." (Which was true, I hardly ever carry cash) While I was still finishing telling him I had no money to give him, he started washing my windshield. I said, "Man, listen, I really only have a few coins here! I have no cash, you don't need to do that."

He kept washing. He said, "Tomorrow is not promised. I don't like to beg for money, so I used some money that I begged for to buy this window cleaner. I figure that way; I can at least work for my money. People will give you money if you do something for them, and I don't want to beg. Everybody has to work for their money. You work for your money, so I want to work for mine. I just can't get a job. I lost my license and I can't find work without a driver’s license. I'm just hungry, and I wanna work for my money. I just wanna work for my money."

For a few reasons, I didn't take the man in to get a bite to eat. But I have to say that today, I still can't stop thinking about this man. He's somebody's baby boy. I think about those words, like in the song that Jon Foreman is singing. He's somebody's baby, and he's on the streets. He's hungry. He has no one, riding around his bike trying to wash peoples windshields for change.

He touched my heart. I understood for the first time what Shane Claiborne meant when he said, "I didn't find Jesus in the seminary or the mega church, I found Him on the streets with the homeless."

I have a problem with taking action. If I had followed my heart last night, I would have taken that man back into the restaurant I just came from and sat with him while he ate. If I weren’t so distracted by all of the tasks and the responsibilities I have in this busy, business like world that we live in, I would have done the right thing. Gosh, I can get so mad at myself for missing that opportunity!

So not all stories have a happy ending. I missed my chance to love on this person. Maybe God will give me another chance with this man. I'll definitely be looking for him next time I go back to this restaurant!

God thank you for your grace when we fall short. Be with that man. Let him know your presence and your warmth. Let him feel your love. Let me see him again so that I can show him your love. Help me to love you enough that I have faith to do what you say. Help me to not make excuses. Thank you for your grace, help me to feel it, and not to beat myself up over this. Amen.