I did a bad thing on our recent outreach. I didn’t share my cookies.
It was snack time, and I had four cookies. I felt God urging me to offer two of them to the young waiter and waitress preparing our dinner in the cafeteria area. Had I not been holding the cookies – had they been in a container – I would gladly have offered them to the young man and woman. But I had them in my hands, and frankly, my hands felt dirty, and I didn’t want to gross out these poor teenagers by offering them grubby cookies. So, I ignored the nudge from God and ate the cookies instead.