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Finding God at McDonald’s

September 14, 2019

This post is about a month late since Crossroads has ended, but I feel the pull to write this story.

The Tuesday morning after the last week of Crossroads, part of both the Central and Southern teams were hanging outside of a McDonald’s in Downtown D.C., a day before most of our flights were going to take us home.

I found a homeless woman outside of the McDonald’s with a sign “Need Money and Food.” With a little bit of thought, I went to the cashier and bought some sausage burritos and a sandwich and gave it to the woman outside, along with a miraculous medal. She was very grateful, and I went back inside to my group’s table.

Later, as my group was leaving, I found a man outside of the McDonald’s asking for spare money. I asked the man, “What do you need the money for?” He replied, “I’m hungry.”

Without much hesitation, I said, “Come on, I’ll get you something.”

His face lit up.

At the counter, I was making small talk with him as he was ordering his food. And every time we paused our conversation, he was bowing his head with his hands clasped, nodding his head back and forth with glowing eyes. He was praising God, and I was moved. I gave him a farewell, and I want on my way.

Later, I was attending mass, and the only thing I could think of was how good it felt giving food to those people at McDonald’s. I thanked God for everything he gave me and was asking him ways that I could serve people more. I left Mass that day so fulfilled and happy. Something was growing in me, and it just kept increasing. I had a big wide smile on my face, and I couldn’t stop. Weird feeling. Never experienced it before.

About an hour after mass, I was driving a part of the group to the hotel because one of the walkers, Mikayla, was flying out to Iowa that afternoon. With no places to park the van in downtown D.C., I was forced to drive around the city for about an hour. At the time, I was with Victoria, just making small talk. It was until Victoria noticed how happy I was the entire car ride. Note, she was not with me earlier at the McDonald’s. She asked me why I was so happy, so I started explaining to her what happened earlier in the day.

Then a waterfall of tears started rolling down my face.

I was so joyful.

I was so happy.

It was a shower of consolation, and I can’t explain how awesome it felt. I was rejoicing in God amidst driving in downtown D.C. traffic.

The service I gave to both of these people seems so little at first, but it is so much more than the sandwich I gave them. I kept thinking of what Jesus said, “whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.” (Matthew 25:45)

They could be Jesus.

That’s what I keep reminding myself.

Love and serve life in all stages.

Praise God.

 

Your brother in Christ,

Max Berman Central Walk 2019

 

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  1. September 14, 2019 11:07 pm

    That is so beautiful and I thank God for you and for all of the Crossroads walkers.

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