“Give to everyone who begs from you”  Luke 6:30a

I have lived with this verse for a few months now… Mulling it over…  It is amazing how deeply seven words can sink in.

I have been of the opinion in the past, that I am really responsible to be responsible in my giving.  Don’t get me wrong – that is a good place to be – but I have taken it to an  unbiblical extreme in the past.

I would walk the streets of Toronto, and decline to give money to the guy on the corner… Maybe he begs for a living.  Maybe I am supporting a drug addiction, or I have just contributed to a bottle of wine.  There is welfare, why isn’t he on welfare?  He could get help, if he chose to….

“Give to everyone who begs of you….”

“Yes, but Lord, that doesn’t feel responsible….” 

“Give to everyone who begs of you….”

Do I really suppose that on judgement day, I can proudly boast to my Father that I saved so many from abusing their money?  That I would have helped, but I didn’t have cash, or the time to take them out to Burger King?  That I knew they would waste my money on the cigarettes?  That I know God helps those who help themselves, and if they are not willing to do everything in their power to get healthy, than they are not my responsibility either?  For Shame…..

What if I give of everyone who begs of me?  It will be costly…. Because the beggars are not just the poor men on the corners of Toronto… they are much closer than that… They are the friends on facebook, that throw out the “I can’t take this anymore!” in their profiles…  The people standing all around me… who don’t even know how to ask for help.  Because we are conditioned to believe we should be able to bear the load on our own…. “You should be stronger.  What about your husband, can’t he help?  Why don’t you stop _______, to make the time?  Why don’t you stop buying ______, so you can buy ______ if you need it so badly?”  This line of reasoning has entered my sinful head too, too often these days.  And I am hearing it too often from other Christians…   Excusing ourselves, by putting the full weight of someone else’s problems on them…. We sit in judgment, and condemnation, and mentally check off how someone else could do things better, so that they would not Need the help…. For shame.

God forgive me.  May you forgive me…. for all the times I have said no, or said yes with a bitter heart.  Because I have determined you should be stronger, more organised, happier, healthier….  Instead of me reaching out, and helping….

Well, that was painfully honest… I hope you understand….