The Homeless Man

So one day i was walking down the street when I saw a homeless man on the street, sleeping. Now, I had seen this man before, but this is the first time I had actually investigated him. I was going to keep walking, but then realized that I had nothing important to do that day. So, I went to wake him up. He seemed dazed and asked what was going on. I asked him if he would like to have some cofee and a biscuit at Hardee's. He jokingly said for me to wait to get his keys. When we got there, he said that he was Jesus and ,of course, I was confused. I asked him what was the big deal. He said that he watched me from the day I was born. He said, that he waited to reveal his true identity at the last second. I told him to prove it. And then, he did the most amazing thing. He told me my LIFE. Everything I ever did, I everything I ever saw, he told me. He then told me why our little breakfast meeting was so important. He explained that my little act of kindness could encourage another person that witnessed this to do something kind for someone else. I thanked him for his time and asked him if he needed somewhere to stay. He said that there was no need for that, but he could use some more cofee. I laughed and grabbed his cup to go fill it up. When I came back to the table he was gone. But he always stayed in my heart. And I was momentarily unsettled, but then I realized that I wasn't the only one who needed a facelift