When I pass someone asking for change on the street, usually I pass them by at first. "This person does not deserve a handout," I often think. Many times after five steps though, I will return to give them a donation- because God has spoken softly to my heart. "Ah, but I have never deserved anything that God has ever given me,"  I remember.

P.S. Next post will be a parable that I wrote which means a lot to me. It's going to take me a little while to be able to psychologically let go of it for free, but I hope I can do that soon and post it. Yes, I'm poor in part because I give away my writing. But I want maximum folk to read it. If my writing gets good enough, I will publish my novel...