Here’s a touching story out of Tennessee. A homeless man walked into the local Chick-fil-A. No, this is not the start of a joke.
“JoeynKaren Mustain” posted their experience on Facebook about one interaction between a god lovin’, breaded chicken manager and a hungry homeless man.
Mud was wet and caked on his well-traveled shoes. His hair was matted, and his beard wasn’t a statement as much as it was a necessity and a sign that he doesn’t get to shave as often as most of us do.
I dunno, maybe he was an engineer. Let’s not jump to conclusions.
People near him kept their distance, but that didn’t stop him from being kind. He spoke to people who reluctantly spoke back, and he smiled while he waited on a manager.
Keeping their distance? Because, you know, smells.
All I could pick up on of the conversation was the manager saying that he’d love to give him a full, warm meal–not just scraps or extras–, and the only thing he required was that the man let him pray with him.
Right there is the embodiment of true christian love. *Holding out a tray of hot, delicious, fresh-baked food in front of a hungry person* *Slaps homeless man’s hand away* “Ah ah ah ahhhh. No. No no no. Not unless you…PRAY…first.”
Because you couldn’t just GIVE that food to someone. You first have to extort them. It’s the christian way.
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Posted by JoeynKaren Mustain on Monday, January 25, 2016