“One day a crazy looking homeless guy came to the door, and we were about to close the door on him, but my mother saw him and shouted: ‘Hey Eugene!’
She knew his name!
Then she ran around the kitchen putting all sorts of food into Tupperware and brought it out to him. After he had left, we asked my mom why she gave him so much food. She told us: ‘You never know how Jesus is going to look when he shows up.’
She was always saying that– it was a spiritual thing.
Then you know what happened? Two months later, that same man showed up on the doorstep, cleanly shaven, and wearing a suit. And he had an envelope with money for my mother.
‘Ms. Rosa always believed in me,’ he said. I’ll never forget it!
Eugene was his name.”
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