I met a homeless man called Brian on my lunch break about 2 months ago. I never said anything while I sat on the same ledge as him metres away. He was a clean man. Freshly shaven and in appropriate clothes, but he had a damaged foot which meant he wore one trainer, and one men’s outdoor sandal.
One day on my lunch break it was raining heavily and I walked passed Brian. His sandal was torn up and he was standing on the wet ground. I went to sit by him and said hello. He was so friendly that my heart melted instantly and I offered to buy him a pair of shoes. He refused and began telling me about the condition with his foot, which only made me more adamant that I was going to get him a decent pair of sandals, as that was what he was most comfortable in. He wasn’t pleased but I brought him into my shop and got him a pair of sandals that he thought was best. I heard nothing but thanks every time I saw him after that. I will sit with him every time I see him just to give him someone to listen to. He has been homeless since 2002, and his stories are moving.
Today I bought Brian a sleeping bag, sleeping mat and a dry bag to keep his belongings waterproof. The smile on his face made my day. It made me realise that people appreciate the smallest things no matter what life they may live. Money wasn’t a thought with this man. He has a beautiful soul, and a soul that has deepened my own. He has never asked me for anything, yet I feel the urge to provide him with warmth, and food. Brian has accepted his life on the streets, and all I can do is make it more comfortable for him. May God bless him each and every day.
T K Williams-Nelson