The man obviously needed help.
He was handicapped, in pain and depressed.
"My niece offered to come and help me," he said.
"Oh, that's great!" I replied. "When is she coming?"
"She's not!" he replied emphatically.
"I told her not to come. I really don't like asking people for help!"
Yikes! A really painful example of our distorted belief in the high value of self sufficiency!
So, I told him a story…
It was winter and I was crossing the heavily snow laden street very cautiously.
An elderly gentleman approached me.
"May I help you across?" he asked, offering me his arm.
After we safely reached the other side of the street his face lit up as he wished me a good day.
What do ya say?
Which of us do you think benefited most?