“I've seen him slip money to bums on the street
Who told him they hungered for something to eat;
And though I remarked, “They'll spend it on drink,”
He'd say, “Maybe so, but I would hate to think
That fellow was hungry, and I passed him by;
I'd rather be fooled many times by a lie,
Than to wonder if one of them I wouldn't feed,
Had told me the truth and was really in need.”
I am really impressed with the principle set forth in this poem. I know that what we support is important and using some wisdom in giving the limited resources that we have is important. But what men do with what we give and the results produced by our gifts are not nearly so important as our willingness to share what God had put in our hands and giving it not to gratify our desires but for the glory of our God and out of gratitude for his goodness to us. How could we not help those in need when we have such an abundance? I would like to be remembered as a generous person who found truly that “It is more blessed to give than to receive.” It is not too late to begin.
Henry Mahan
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