Today, at Caffino, while I was ordering my mocha latte, a black guy came up to my passenger's window and asked for a ride. He said he had been in a car wreck and had hit a pole. His eyes were swollen and could tell something had happened to him. He said he needed a ride home. To which I said hesitated and finally said I couldn't give him a ride. I felt bad, but I couldn't trust him. I prayed for him after I got home, but I still feel down about it. I feel down because I felt fear when he approached my window. And what if he didn't intend to do anything wrong and really just needed a ride? Then I feel horrible. I wish I could have helped him...I just can't trust random people asking me for a ride. I've heard too many stories on the news...I know, I know...a Christian should trust God in all things and be fearless...But that isn't me. I am just an average guy with no heroic strength.
Under the law, I would be very condemned right now. Especially when driving home, I looked in my side mirror and saw a license plate that said JESUS. Then I remember the Scripture of people entertaining angels unawares. And how Jesus said "I was a stranger and you welcomed Me."
I wish I could have done something...and I feel bad I couldn't. But I guess I am not alone. Even the Christians who Paul first tried to join were afraid of him and didn't trust him.
I hate feeling fear, but even more so I hate giving into it. Then the devil uses moments like these to say things like, "See...You're a coward. Now what if someone were about to kill you for your faith in Christ? You would cower in a corner and renounce your faith and commit apostasy."
I refuse to accept those accusations.