I just gave some money to a Moonie today and that just depresses
me. Did it go toward a wedding dress? Sinless children?
Granted, it was only $1. I should have asked before, not after.
I think giving to strangers is something I am becoming more and more
jaded with. There was that racist woman who turned sour on
me. Now a nice young teenager who has the plastered smile of a
brainwashed cultist. And there were the countless men and women
in Berkeley that have been supported by the Brian payroll.
I don’t have that much discretionary income. I believe in
sacrifice. I believe in grace. Maybe it is time to change
my strategy and become more discerning and skeptical about the
world?? God, take this blog as a prayer.
Brian Hui 
it’s funnie… but i struggled with that one for a while- i still do sometimes… i didn’t know what to do… what reverberated with my heart and mind was that these people (asking for money) did not need money. I really felt like they needed someone to acknowledge them, listen to their concerns, but what they needed most of all was Jesus. So I normally don’t give money without the prerequisite of the gospel being involved in the transaction. Sometimes I skip the money part and buy ’em a meal or something. I think it takes a discerning heart to know what God wants you to do in each circumstance. ok. that’s all…