I faced a troublesome situation tonight. I went out to get something to eat, and noticed a couple of, what appeared to be, homeless men across the street in the park. Sometimes they approach and ask for something to eat, or money. At times I've carried a little something with me food-wise to hand out, and without going into specifics, have responded in other ways to help. There've been a few times I've said "I don't carry cash on me, just my card" - which is the truth.
Tonight, not necessarily in the best of moods (and being honest with you) I had the thought that if I was approached tonight I should just give them whatever food I would bought for myself. Then I thought (I'm ashamed to say) "that's not going to happen". Then I thought along the lines of, but what is the thing to do? What if there were 20 people here who needed food? Would I go into this restaurant and buy for everyone? I could have done so. Then the (carnal) mind says, what's the limit? What are the responsibilities, the right things to do?
Scriptures; keep lending out, expecting nothing in return; you can't outgive God; God loves a cheerful giver; care for the widows and orphans.
Although I wasn't approached by anyone tonight, I was probably approached by Him in my heart; and I'm afraid I failed tonight to be His hands and feet; or to even pass the test of being ready.