平凡天使心

Everyone respects and 1)helps the millionaire， the famous， the boss， those with beauty and brains. What about the 2)bum on the street?

I was parked in front of the church cleaning out my Jeep. I was waiting on someone. Coming my way from across the street was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him， he had no car， no home， no clean clothes， and no money.

There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don’t want to be bothered. This was one of those “don’t want to be bothered times.”

“I hope he doesn’t ask me for any money，”

I thought. He didn’t. He came and sat on the wall in front of the bus stop to wait on the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. “That’s a very pretty Jeep，” he said. He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His

3)scraggly blonde beard kept more than his face warm. I said， “thanks，” and continued cleaning out the Jeep.

He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said， “ask him if he needs any help.” I was sure that he would say “yes” but I held true to the inner voice.

“Do you need any help?” I asked.

He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched 4)grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me.

“Don’t we all?” he said.

I was feeling 5)high and mighty， successful and important， above a bum in the street， until those three words hit me like a twelve 6)gauge shotgun. Don’t we all?

I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep， but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare， but enough to take a cab anywhere in the city and get food and shelter for the day.

Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have， no matter how much you have accomplished， you need help too. No matter how little you have， no

matter how loaded you are with problems， even

without money or a place to sleep， you can give help. Even if it’s just a compliment， you can give that.

You never know when you may see

someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don’t have. A different perspective on life， a glimpse at

something beautiful， a 7)respite from daily chaos， that only you through a torn world can see.

Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise， to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves. Maybe God looked down， called an Angel， dressed him like a bum， then said， “go minister to that man cleaning the Jeep， that man needs help.”

每個人都會對大富豪、名人、老板，以及才貌雙全的人表示敬意，并樂意為之服務。那么，人們又會如何對待街頭的流浪漢呢？

我把我的吉普車停靠在教堂前擦洗，邊洗邊等人。街對面有個人朝我的方向走過來，通常我們的社會將其稱之為流浪漢。從外表看上來，他就是那種沒車、沒家、沒干凈衣服，而且沒錢的人。

有時候你會想表現得慷慨大方，不過有時候你偏偏不愿被人打擾。而現在，我正處于“別來煩我”的時候。

“希望他別跟我要錢，”我想道。可是他沒有。他走過來坐在車站前的墻上等候公車。過了幾分鐘，他開口說話了。“這吉普車很漂亮，”他說。他衣衫襤褸，周身卻帶著一絲高貴的氣息。他那蓬亂的金色胡須讓他整個人透出幾分暖意。我回答說：“謝謝。”接著繼續擦洗我的吉普車。

在我忙活的時候，他靜靜地坐在那里，卻沒有像我想象中那樣向我要錢。隨著我們之間的沉默越來越久，我內心的某處對我說：“問問他是不是需要幫助吧！”我敢肯定他會說“是”，但最后我還是聽從了內心的召喚。

“你需要什么幫助嗎？”我問。

他回答了六個簡單卻意味深長的字，讓我永生難忘。我們常常期待從偉人們那里得到智慧。我們期待從有學識、有成就的人那里得到智慧。而這一次我什么都沒期待，除了一只伸出來要錢的臟兮兮的手。然而他卻說出了六個讓我震驚不已的字。

“有誰不需要呢？”他說。

在這個街邊的流浪漢面前，我一直都趾高氣揚、高高在上地覺得自己是個有成就非凡的人物，直到他那幾個字像支12口徑的獵槍一般擊中了我。……