In the country a shabbily dressed man
worn jeans, and tee shirt, shoulder-length gray/brown unkempt hair, walking idly in the middle of the road. I pulled up alongside him in my car rolled down the window asked if I could help, he ignored me, kept shuffling along barely able to lift his feet, I could hear a sort of
droning sound from his mouth, not quite a hum perhaps a mantra.I continued alongside him wanting to see if he had heard me, the thought came, that he might be deaf.I asked again louder "Can I give you a lift or something?" no response,didn't even look my way
I pondered what to do, on closer inspection I guessed his age to be about 50, still young rough good looks,eyes squinting at the sun
so I couldn't tell his thoughts.I was about to ask again when he stopped, looked at me and said in a hoarse, but soft voice, "Why don't you just go on, don't trouble yourself about me."
then he continued on, I decided to do as he asked and picked up speed leaving him behind but something troubled my spirit, and I parked
on the side of the road waiting for him to come by.
There hadn't been one other car so far, this was a very lonely part of the country, one of the reasons why I took drives out this way to get away from the bustleof city life. I said a prayer asking for guidance on what to do.He came into view still shuffling as if he wouldn't make the next step.I was out of the car so I walked over to him with one of the small bottled waters I keep with me. He stopped stared at me with deep sorrowful but wise eyes took the bottle and drank it all in one gulp, mumbled thanks and went back to walking again
I asked him to please let me give him a lift at least some of the way to where he was going there was nothing there for miles around, he stopped, looked back at me, then asked "Lady why are you doing this?" I said " There is a strong feeling within that has told me to help you, and I just can't let go of it." He told me to wait he'd be right back. I knew he was going to relieve himself in a few minutes he was back and we took off I asked where he was heading ,he looked at me and said"I don't even know where I am, just let me off whenever you get to where you are going."
I could hardly hold back the tears, I drove in silence for a few miles, thinking of what to say, hoping I'd get a clue as to what to do. He was totally silent...it was eerie, finally the thought came, "By the way, my name is Eileen, and I
just had a thought. My cousin lives about 20 miles from here and has a small co-op vineyard, he needs help...would you be interested? He gave me that stare again as if trying to see into my soul, then said " My name is Joe, I doubt if I could help,I know nothing about vineyards and don't care to learn, why not just drop me off at the next stop sign."
I was getting discouraged, this man seemed to be determined not to be helped and after all it is his life I have no reason to interfere and tell him what he has to do with it.That is his decision. I pulled over to the side of the road and stopped. I turned to him and said "I just realized that I have no right to get you to do what I think is best for you. That is your decision to make. I've given you some water, asked what I can do to help, gave you a ride, now I'm giving you fifty dollars if you'll take it, and I will drop you off near a town where you can get some food or whatever, and be on my way. Is that okay?
He looked at me for a minute, just when I thought he wasn't going to answer, he said "Eileen, you almost make me want to believe again. But not quite. I'll take the fifty, I could use some food and a bed for a change.And I'll thank you for having a good heart, then I'll be on my way, no stories, that's it. Is that good enough?" I looked into his eyes, said "Yes! "
Gave him the fifty, drove to the nearest town , dropped him off and we said good-bye. He did say thank you Ma'am. As I drove home I said a prayer, and realized an old saying I had heard is true . " Let every man sing his own song in life."And that was the end of that tune!
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|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|Wow, a lesson in humility. I have given food or money but don't dare to pick up strangers any more. Am glad you were able to help him. Sometimes what goes around , comes around , and perhaps you did make a difference in his life.........M|
|Reviewed by Cleve Sylcox
|You have a very brave heart. One that is compassionate, kind and trusting. God hands those out to all peoples but over time, through experiences and mistrust, most of us lose those traits. I’m glad to see you hold strong to yours. Your right, Joe’s life is his problem. When you stopped to help you did more then most. When you gave him a ride and money you went where most should go but never do. How wonderful the world would be if we all acted instead of wishing we had. May God bless you!|
|Reviewed by K. Mulroney
|What a great story! But it is very sad to know that he had nothing left to believe in. Not even the kindness of a stranger. Very sad and very well written!|
|Reviewed by Sandra Mushi
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by Kenneth Seay
|I liked it. The beginning is ery good.|
|Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher
|A very beautiful story, Eileen. Filled with compassion, love and wisdom. A wonderful reading pleasure,
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|A very heart tugging write, Eileen...
love and peace, Carole
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Excellent write, Eileen; very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
Bruce has quoted one of my mum's favorite sayings down below " It's a great life....if you dont weaken ", and I will add on the rest...:)
" And the secret is not to weaken "....
You can only go by your intuition, on the spur of the moment, to
deal with everyday decisions, and I have found out the hard way, it
does not pay to go against your " gut instincts "...
Love and Harmony