Yesterday, some Good Samaritan placed a $100 bill under my windshield wiper blade. The donor had packaged the treasure in a cellophane wrapper with a note about the gift of the Christ child. Clearly, I had been blessed for no good reason. The implication seemed clear to me:
someone else needed to receive a similar blessing just because.
As I thought about giving the gift away, or passing it along, my mind raced and I found the anticipation of giving the little treasure to someone who really needed it extremely satisfying.
Arriving at CitySquare's Opportunity Center this morning, I observed a long line in queue to shop in our grocery store. Our customers waited patiently to get in the building and out of the cold.
Possibly my gift should go to one of these lovely persons.
How would I decide? There were so many people in need. Who could know the correct choice? As I stood almost paralyzed in my confused, elusive discernment, emotions flooded my heart. Tears filled my eyes.
Who could choose?
Everyone needed my gift. The scale of the need just in our center outstripped the capacity of not only my meager offering, but our entire "blessing ecosystem."
This many precious people, reduced to depending on charity to exist, infuriates me.
It is so wrong.
We can do so much better. . .
if we decide we want to do better.
And, oh yes, the $100 bill found its way into the grateful hands of a grandmother who came to "shop" for Christmas dinner.
Thanks to the special angel who left the gift on my windshield. It proved to be an eye-opening gift.
