As in many cities, the Salvation Army is incessantly ringing bells on many street corners in their quest to help the sinful and lazy poor during the gay Yuletide. The beggar at 34th and Broadway has a photo of a small waif with a speech balloon saying “Will you help me get mommy a coat for Christmas?” I blurted out, “Use the money you got from the photo shoot,” and someone heard me.
“This is the giving season, sir,” she tried to guilt me.
My God is a rich God but He expects us to work for what we receive. If someone isn’t getting a coat just because I don’t support the bell ringers with a quarter, I suspect there is more sinister behind it than the eye can see. Here sits Pastor Ezekiel still with no new airplane and I am supposed to feel guilty about some woman freezing to death? Which takes priority in God’s Eyes?
“This is the giving season, sir,” she tried to guilt me.
My God is a rich God but He expects us to work for what we receive. If someone isn’t getting a coat just because I don’t support the bell ringers with a quarter, I suspect there is more sinister behind it than the eye can see. Here sits Pastor Ezekiel still with no new airplane and I am supposed to feel guilty about some woman freezing to death? Which takes priority in God’s Eyes?
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