Recently and often I hear statistics quoted about America that really makes me wonder.

Family sizes have shrank by 50%, but houses have increased in size by 40%. The world actually has enough food to provide all the people living on it…but many die each day from starvation. It’d only take 10 billion dollars so that clean water is easily accessible…yet Americans spent more than 450 billion on Christmas this past winter.

Lately, I’ve been having a humanitarian/philanthropy phase. I think about how God would think of America as a whole and me individually. As children we have all the best toys and clothes. Yet our brothers, in Africa, India, and China have the best broken glass bottles and burning tires. When we hoard most of the wealth in the world, how will he hold us accountable for what we do or don’t do…

Thinking about this has kind of made me despise myself and others… and reminds me of good works, legalism, pride, and what I can do, what I can bring…When it should be how does God feel about this; how does God want me to respond…

I find myself trying not to judge others with what God has blessed them with. When I see people spending a lot of money on things I don’t feel particular important it’s easy for me to think they have committed a heinous crime. I think of them as people who would go on vacation and harpoon dolphins with giant rusty pitch sporks. Or people who pariticipate in the competitive eating of puppies and kittens. Or those who dislike the grilled stuffed burrito.

It’s not about how much we give, but how we worship Jesus through our giving and praying. How we give until we are satisfied, whether it sacrifices much or little of us. A giving not just out of obedience but of joy and contentment.

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