One fine Saturday in downtown Phoenix, during a photo expedition I happened across this man named Thomas. I watched him say hello to every passerby ( It just so happens it was during a Youth Pastors conference at the civic center ) . I couldn't help but say hello myself and see how he was doing.
He was so friendly, so engaging and so kind. You could not help but enjoy his company. So much so we went to grab a cup of coffee. He shared with me how he had gotten to this place, his family, his upbringing and poor decision making all created his current recipe for life yet even so, he was still a kind hearted and pleasant man.
The lesson I left with that day was simple, Thomas told me he is thankful for even the slightest bit of engagement from people, the money is a bonus. It was the hello's, the how are you's and the people who recognized him by name that kept him going. The things we take for granted or as the old saying goes, one man's trash is another man's treasure.