Please take 90 seconds and read this. If you do, my missed opportunity to help a fellow human being may not be in vain:
I had the opportunity to help a man today, and instead of acting upon the strong sense of obligation I felt right at that moment, I brooded on it for the seven minute car ride home, was overcome with tears, and then went back. But it was too late. He was gone.
You see, we had just been inside Walmart buying new yoga mats, our traditional UFC fight night treats for tonight, among other things we didn't truly need. Upon exiting the parking lot, I noticed a man standing next to a minivan which had all the doors and windows open. He looked to be in his early thirties and was holding a sign which read "Have 4 kids. Will work for food."
Quite honestly, when I usually come across situations such as these, I think to myself, "Stop putting your hand out and use it to go shake a hand...at. a. job. interview." But this guy wasn't asking for money. He wasn't even asking for free food. He wanted to work for food.
Furthermore, I'm always skeptical whether or not all of the copy on the sign is fact...but the guy was standing next to his minivan. And really, who would drive one of those unless they did, in fact, have kids..you know? Anyway, enough backstory...
So, I saw the guy holding the sign and immediately something inside me KNEW that I had to help him. Call it intuition. Call it the good Lord whispering in my ear. Call it whatever you want to. The reaction I had was strong. Instead of asking Jason to turn the car around. I sat. And sat. Teary-eyed. Letting it bother me. For seven minutes until we pulled into our driveway. At that point, I knew I couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling I had any longer. I got some food together. (You know, kid-friendly food. Peanut butter. Milk. A loaf of bread. Orange juice. Etc. I thought if this guy truly had children he needed to feed, these things would last them longer than anything else I could give.)
I floored it back to Walmart, and by some miracle I wasn't stopped by a police officer. But when I got back to the parking lot, he was gone. I broke down. I had an opportunity to help someone and because I didn't listen to my intuition *righ then*, the opportunity was lost.
Thankfully, I did learn a lesson. Also, I hope that in reading this, my experience wasn't in vain. Maybe one of you reading this will have the opportunity to do your own good deed, and because of reading this, you won't ignore your intuition...your obligation to impact someone's life for the positive. So please, if you feel the need to help someone, DO IT right then. Maybe no one else will. Maybe YOU were put in that situation during that place and time because you were MEANT to help. If you don't, the opportunity to do a good thing for a fellow human may not present itself again for awhile...