Give

Poetry, Thoughts

The other day I was approached by (I assume) a homeless man asking for money. I rarely have cash but happened to have some that day so I felt compelled to give him $5. Someone with me made a comment like “ya we know what he’s going to do with that!” And it was said in a not so nice way.

I understand that thinking and I’ve struggled with it myself. But at the end of the day, I don’t know his story and I don’t need to. I’m just called to help others in need, not just with my money but with compassion as well.

The beggar is an opportunity for me

To offer my help to a person in need

Will I glance away pretending not to see

Assume the worst and count him undeserving?

Or will I give simply because he is in need

No judgement or condemnation, no expectation

Just help for a man life has knocked to his knees

Matthew 5:42

Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you.

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Leave It

Poetry

I am too imperfect to make judgement calls. I do not have the all seeing, all knowing wisdom that God sees with. My perspective is limited, narrow and self-centered. Therefore I leave the judgement calls to Him. 

Be still and know that I am God

I am working all things for your good

I am merciful, gracious and kind

Do not judge others, vengeance is mine

Romans 12:19
Dear friends, never take revenge. Leave that to the righteous anger of God. For the Scriptures say, “I will take revenge; I will pay them back,” says the LORD.
Jonah 4:2

…I knew that you are a merciful and compassionate God, slow to get angry and filled with unfailing love. You are eager to turn back from destroying people.

Friend of Sinners

Poetry

I don’t look the way you think I should

I won’t fit inside your box

I can’t get enough of the people I love

You may disagree with the way I walk

Don’t expect me to condemn I won’t

These are the people I long to know

They need me and I died for them

To walk along side wherever they go
Luke 7:34

The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and you say, ‘Here is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners.’ 

Humility

Poetry

I am frozen by Your love

Unable to speak or move

When my heart sees

The complexity and truth of You

 

And when I ask You

How it is I’m able to see

You say it’s all my weaknesses

That opened the door for me

 

If I was strong and proud

If I had it all together

I would go about life on my own

And wouldn’t need my Savior

 

But I’m in a weak frame  

And while my past He won’t condone

He still lovingly responds

He who is without sin, throw the first stone

 

1 Corinthians 1:27

But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong.

John 8:7

When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.”

Matthew 13:15-16

15 …and they have closed their eyes. Otherwise they might see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their hearts, and turn, and I would heal them.’ 16 But blessed are your eyes because they see, and your ears because they hear…