I’m tired and it’s late so this is going to be short.
I spent some time with a homeless person today. He asked for a gas voucher and some money for a prescription. Unfortunately, we don’t have gas vouchers and he couldn’t cash a check, so I gave him cash.
He made a comment about being surprised that I trusted him. I was going to make a comment like, “Well, if you don’t use for what you said you would, it’s your own loss.”
But then I started thinking about why I wanted to respond like that, like I didn’t really trust him. I realized I wanted to protect myself from being used or feeling naïve or foolish.
Maybe he was trustworthy and maybe he wasn’t. It doesn’t really matter. The bigger question was whether I would afford him even a little bit of the dignity every human being deserves or not.
“I hope the money helps,” I said. We shook hands, and he left.