This morning I decided to go get a cup of coffee (something I don’t do very often) at “& Cafe”. Since I was on my way home from dropping the girls at pre-school, I decided to park the car close by. As I got out of my car, a woman offered to wash the car for me. I agreed. As I sat sipping my coffee, I recognized this lady from Bin Laden’s funeral. So I finished my java and went outside to chat. Her name is Guadelupe and yes, she was a friend of Bin Laden. As I watched Guadelupe wash my car (she is a stellar car washer by the way), I began to feel uncomfortable. She commented that it’s been awhile since she’s seen me in the park with my car….I responded that usually I walk to the park. Then she asked me if I had a nice breakfast….gulp, “yes, thank you”. I proceeded to tell her that I rarely buy coffee, I normally make it at home….that was a comment to make me feel better. To be honest, it didn’t make me feel better.
Here I am, a part of InnerChange working with street youth. We “walk” with the poor. Today I feel a great distance between myself and Guadelupe. I paid Q.42 for a coffee & sandwich; then I paid Guadelupe Q.20 for a car wash and drove off, leaving her on the sidewalk with a bucket & rags awaiting the next customer. She does not have the option to buy a coffee at “& Cafe” or own a car. My attempts to “walk with the poor” are humble at best.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven,” (Mt. 5:3)….Guadelupe is blessed. There is much for me to learn from her.