Recently I went with a group of guys to spend some time with homeless people in Baltimore. We handed out backpacks full of food and other items they might need as it gets colder.
When you talk to people, you’ll realize there are several types. The self-confident, the cocky, the mean, the nice, the sweet, the flippant, the this, the that. Sometimes people can be several and they can combine to form interesting combinations.
I came across a man who was broken. How do I know? There was a humility to him. Not a gloominess. There’s a difference. When people are humbled, as this man was, there’s a thankfulness to them. When they look you in the eye, you see they appreciate you.
He could’ve been been bitter towards us. He could’ve complained about his horrible situation to us. But he wasn’t and didn’t.
I realize that God moves in the hearts of men and women like this man. God can’t and won’t use the arrogant, the strong, the wise of this world because these people haven’t been humbled. They think that within themselves lie the answers to life.
Have you been broken? Have you been brought to the point where you truly understand that apart from God you can’t do anything? It’s sobering. It hurts. But from that point you can become great. Would you rather rule a kingdom of ants or soar on wings of an Eagle? One lets you be in charge of nothing, the other one lets you be carried towards greatness.
This homeless man was broken. He was extremely kind and thankful. I want to be like him one day.
