Have you ever been approached by someone for help? It seems to be a daily thing for me now a days. I often find myself hearing a voice asking, “what if this is Jesus?”
And what if it is? Aren’t I as a child of God suppose to see Jesus in the least of these? Yet how many of us say we can not help? We think our needs are more important or need to be met first. Maybe the need of the one asking is your need…
The other wonder I have is, have you ever helped someone who seemed to have no money and then you see them buting things they really do not need? We are told not to judge, and to help the least of these, yet am I the only one that feels a little burned by this? We put oyrselves out there and try to do what Jesus/God/the Bible tell us to, and Satan steps up and slaps us in the face.
No wonder we are a bunch of hypocrites! I wonder what we expect when we help someone? Do we expect the heavens to open, like at Jesus’ baptism, and for God to boom out, “great job! You really did it this time!” I really think I would find a padded room if that happened.
Why do we help? Why don’t we help?
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