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“You have heard that it was said, ‘An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.’ But I say to you, Do not resist the one who is evil. But if anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also. And if anyone would sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. And if anyone forces you to go one mile, go with him two miles. Give to the one who begs from you, and do not refuse the one who would borrow from you. Matthew 5.38-42

This piece of scripture has wrecked me recently. I want you to notice how (and this is Jesus talking, the founder and finisher of our faith!) He says, “Give to the one who begs from you, and do not refuse the one who would borrow from you.” There are no ifs, ands, or buts––just give. Which, in my head, I’m thinking, “What about that guy on the corner?” If I am honest, I assume the worst (like he’s an alcoholic, and he’s going to use MY money to get wasted––maybe a drug addict, and he’s going to use MY money to get high). Which is completely plausible…but I do not think it is a valid excuse to not give.

I remember feeling very convicted when I read this passage of scripture, and a man came in the coffeeshop where I work, asking if he could have four bucks to help him get to High Point. (Keep in mind, I volunteer––and it is not unusual for me to work a 10 hour day and come home having made a whopping five dollars all day, because people don’t love to tip.) But he asked. Give to the one who begs from you. I prayed in the heat of the moment and eagerly gave him all of my tips (which was around $3.75), which to him didn’t seem like much. And I said, “This is literally all I have right now; I think I have maybe $5.12 in my bank account, but this is all of my cash.” He walked away, and I felt and an overwhelming sense of my Heavenly Father being proud of me. I felt like I had done the good thing.

Homeless Mike then proceeded to speak up.  (Homeless Mike is a friend of mine with a long white beard who enjoys hanging out with me some times in the shop.) He said, “You know he’s not going to use that to try and go to High Point, right?” I didn’t think too much about until about an hour later when I saw the man who asked me for my half a day’s work walk by with a beer in his hand. He had walked down to the liquor store down the street and spent the money I gave  him on alcohol…

Isn’t that the exact scenario we imagine? That’s what we all assume is going to happen, isn’t it? IT’S FRUSTRATING!!!!!!!! I just wanted to yell at him and vent for hours about the time I had blood blisters all over my hands from scrapping the tile up in the coffee shops auditorium, or the time my friend, Drayton, and I mopped for twelve hours straight, getting a motor oil like substance off the floor––for absolutely nothing… 

Give to the one who begs from you, and do not refuse the one who would borrow from you.”  

God said to give…

God died for the people who nailed him to that tree. That guy didn’t use my three dollars and seventy-five cents to better his life like I wanted him to… but when we sin, does God stop giving grace? Does he stop causing rain to fall? Does he stop maintaining the the Earth’s 67,000 miles per hour speed around the sun? God gives… 

‘“He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?” Micah 6.8 

I love that. It doesn’t say “to do kindness” it says to “love kindness.” There is a footnote in my Bible that says “or steadfast love.”  Love steadfast love!!! Guys! Give! I think it’s so cool that the day I gave the 3 dollars and 75 cents that I went home with 10$. God loves it when we give! I really don’t know how to end this blog,  but the Creator of the Dog Star (the brightest star we can see) bought you with an inconceivable price while we were waisting the life He gave us…