I try to come home with a favorite moment, or at least a poignant moment, from the Monday night feedings. Tonight, the one moment that really sticks out in my mind is this: There was a gentleman standing off by himself with his plate of food and he seemed like the happiest individual. Smiling and he was saying something (naturally, I thought he was talking to himself). I walked up to him to offer him a drink and I immediately found out that he wasn't talking to himself...he was talking to God. He was telling God this... "Thank you, God! I don't deserve this! Thank you, God, for this food! I don't deserve it!" When I handed him his drink, he thanked me very sweetly and politely (even called me "ma'am") and then he raised his cup of fruit punch and said "Thank you, God! I don't deserve this!" Wow...here's a man with nothing and he's thankful and grateful for everything.