Lately, I have began to question some of their motives, but I just know that if I were in their shoes, I would hope to God that someone would help me out just the same as I help them out.
I do wonder about a particular man who has been standing at the SAME corner (at the intersection by our expressway). He stands there EVERY day. I have only given him money once and have not since, because he has been there for SO long---long enough that he could have made enough money from contributions that he could have found a goodwill, or even wal-mart, bought an outfit, found a shelter, and got a job! He has spent entirely too much time (numerous months) at that intersection and I just know that by now he could have found a shelter/job.
I help homeless people quite often...but now I do it in a different way. At first, I would give money...but then I got to thinking about what they really might be spending it on. So, instead, when I see one, I go buy food and water for them. In the winter, just the night before our HUGE snow-storm, I saw a homeless man on the corner. I felt so sorry for him because I had the luxury of having my own car with a radio, so I knew of the forecast for the storm, and he probably didn't. So, I went to wal-mart and bought a couple pairs of snow gloves, a sock-hat, scarf, a pair of thick socks, and a couple packs of those hand-warmer thingies and dropped them off to him. At the time he probably thought I was crazy, but the next day when I woke up and saw all the snow I was so glad I gave those items to him rather than just money.
I give what I can because I am fortunate to have a little extra. My heart is in the right place by giving to them, and I can only pray that their heart is in the right place when they decide what to do with what is given to them...