I was travelling through Eureka between meetings last week and stopped by KFC on Broadway for a quick bite to eat. I went to the back off by myself. I noticed someone walking over to me and sitting down. "Hey can I have a couple of pieces of chicken?" I looked over at the guy, who was stoned, dirty and obviously homeless. I told him there was chicken up front and asked why he was approaching me. "I can't go up there unless I have a ticket." I then told him, with no patience, to go up and talk to someone up front. So he did.
There was crowd of people in KFC who just listened and observed the commotion going on up front. I got up and went to the front and offered to pay for guys meal. The manager would not let him eat there, so I bought him a couple of thighs and told the cashier to give the guy the change for the $10 I put up. Why didn't I just do that in the first place instead of browbeating the guy first? Made me evaluate myself that day, and I did not like what I saw. Usually I am an easy touch and give my change pretty freely. I figure if God has blessed me this abundantly, I should pass it on to less fortunate than myself. But lately I have been falling short of my own expectations. I hope I can stop this flaw and have more mercy on my fellow man.
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