I was in San Francisco recently and decided to take a quick walk to the CVS next to my hotel to get some Diet Pepsi. Just before the entrance, there was a homeless man and his elderly dog, with a small sign that
simply said, “Please help.”
I felt that pull of compassion in my heart and, for a moment, his hopelessness. So, I bought him some trail mix, water, and a bag of Purina for his dog, and gave it to him as I left.
As I walked away toward my four-star hotel, I started to cry – for this man and all the millions more homeless and hurting people that I couldn’t help. And then I felt overwhelmed by the fact that I could spend every waking minute of every day helping people and would never make a dent in the world’s suffering. It’s like taking a bucket of water out of the ocean – you will never, ever make it look any different, much less empty it.
But this was just one perspective, one angle, one story of what happened – one limiting thought pattern that says “Don’t bother, it won’t do any good anyways.”
Life and our actions are not two-dimensional. There are an infinite number of possibilities that could have occurred from this interaction. Perhaps others saw the gesture and likewise helped this man or others like him on other street corners. Perhaps this man felt – even for a brief moment – a sense of faith in humanity. Perhaps his dog felt full for the first time in days.
Or perhaps none of these happened. I don’t know, and I will never know.
What I do know is that deciding not to help one person because it won’t change the world is a flawed assumption. The important thing is it made a difference to this man, and it made a difference to me.