bierkergaard

Last Sunday to and fro from our church gathering, three people and a couple, asked me for money, food, drink. I almost always say "No" but then feel guilty as sin when I do. I compromised with the couple and bought them Chinese Take-Out. I got them guilt-ridden General Tso's with convicted sugar sauce. I wanted redemption from a previous encounter (below) that left me with a bad taste in my conscience. One of the individual's begging before church copped an attitude when I said "No" before he asked... and I amped on him, basically telling him to get out of my face. I tried to track him down a minute or two later to explain to him my frustration with being on the receiving end of peoples' incessant begging for hand-outs. I also wanted to apologize for being unnecessarily harsh. I hated myself for not treating him with dignity, regardless of how he was treating himself. He had vanished like a ghost. I assume that each of these five people were ...