What would you do?

Let me tell you a bit of the lady two days, then I ask you all,"what would you do"? Amy, Jade and myself were our and about, going for a little drive Friday evening. I had just asked Jade if she would want to go to out local fish hatchery to look at those ever so yummy looking trout swimming around, when we seen him. Who you ask. A short, filthy looking man. He had some wild untamed hair, and his beard was even wilder looking. He looks like he has not ate in a very long time, and his stride was a slow pace. When we rounded the corner of the road, he was flailing his arms in the air, a plastic bag in one hand and a backpack in the other. At this point of time, he also appeared to be either talking or yelling. I didn't really know what to do, so I just spun around and went back to him. I asked if all was ok or if he needed help. The reply I got was," I'm just beat and battered", and that is all I could understand. With that said, he just started walking on his way. From where we spotted him, Amy and I both thought he may have been drunk, he was just up the road from a local bar. Without thinking too much on it, we turned around and went to look at the fish. Now on to the next day, Saturday, 24 hours later, guess who we see walking...yep, same guy. This time when I went back, I got out of the SUV and walked up to him. Told him who I was and that username him yesterday. I asked where he might be heading, and the answer was something to hear in it's self. He told me he was heading to Portland Oregon. Only thing I could say back is"wow, your a long ways off bud". He then went into a rant of being sick of this country, and wanting out. Once again,I asked if there was anything I could do. Same reply back, moving. From that he just went on his way. The part that got to me, just up the block was a group of people, who pretty much did everything they could to get out of his way. Don't get me wrong, I know most would after seeing this guy. I am not going to lie to you all, I spent the night worrying about this guy. Does he know where he is, is he off meds, what if it rains, what if he gets hit walking at night, tons of thoughts. After church today, I told Amy I had To go look for him. My son Joey, another male Doug from our church and myself went to see if we could find him. After trolling through the next 5 towns we had no luck. I pray the great Lord above is looking out for him, and I hope he does find what he is looking for. But like the title of this post asks... What would you do? Would you care enough to stop? Would you be brave enough to get out of a safe SUV to talk? Would you even take time out of your day to try to look and help? If you are out today, and see him or anybody down on their luck, what would you do?                                                Big Man Out.         Tank