Yesterday as I was leaving the grocery store a man approached me and asked if I could help him pay for a train ticket to a city about 100 miles away.

As I've always believed Jesus' admonition, "Whatsoever you do to the least of my family, you do to me," I never turn my back on those in need.

Jokingly I asked him if OUR town wasn't nice enough, that he had to leave.

He laughed and said, no, but that he had lost his job and wanted to return home and try looking there.

I asked how much was the ticket and was told it was $12.90, anything would be appreciated.

I handed him a $20 bill, told him to get some lunch, then go catch his train.

As we parted ways, he said," God Bless you, my friend."

I told him, "He always does!"