Look Harder

In the hustle of the day
in the middle of downtown
I saw an old woman crossing
who might easily be knocked down

I rushed right over to help
and escort her across the street
I saw in her my Grandma
as I helped keep her on her feet

Later, I came on a little boy
whose chain had come off his bike
I stopped and got my hands greasy
as I happily helped out the tyke

I quickly did this little repair
and sent him back off to play
It made me think of my own son
as I watched him pedal away

I drove on to see a woman
her kids crammed in her SUV
trying to change a tire
but unable to get the lug nuts free

I stopped and changed it for her
and let her attend to her crew
I thought of my own Mother
and knew it was the right thing to do

I came home to an old neighbor
who had just stopped by the store
his elderly body showed signs
that unloading was quite the chore

I sprang right into action
to lift the bags from him
I then saw my own Grandpa
as he thanked me with eyes so dim

I saw a little girl running
tears streaming down her cheek
I stopped to see what I could do
so things wouldn’t seem so bleak

I saw in the distance a puppy
and drove quickly to stop his escape
I thought of my own daughter
as her puppy gave her smile its shape

I saw a businessman in the airport
trying to get home for his child’s birthday
as the man and I traded tickets
signs of gratitude, were on display

I sat back and watched the plane leave
settling back to await the next flight
I thought of my own Father
and memories of each birthday night

As I helped each one of these people

their countenance changed before my eyes

I could see all as my brother

and look past each person's disguise

Through all of these little experiences
I could see people differently
I began to think of my Savior
to glimpse how He is able to see

I am just an imperfect man
trying to be as He wants me to be
each time I do, a whisper says:
“Thou hast done it unto me”