A friend went into McDonalds the other day and ordered two cheeseburgers for $2.12. He brought his tray to our table and realized they accidentally also gave him a medium fry.
He went back and gave them the fries, knowing they would probably have to throw them away.
I asked him why he did it when all those fries would go to waste. He responded, “it’s not about free fries; It’s about character.”
The speed limit along I-135 is posted at 60. I used to set my cruise control at about 69 because I believe I won’t get stopped. But am I driving to get to the next place as fast as I can do it without getting caught? Or am I driving, and doing everything else in my life under the gaze of God that holds me to a higher law? If he says obey my government and my government says 60 . . . well . . .
A while ago I met a man in line at a soup kitchen where I was volunteering. I mentioned I led a Bible study and he said he wanted to go. So I started bringing him and it made people uncomfortable. Most of them eventually stopped coming. The results of my decision to bring him had dwindled the numbers of my Bible study. Had I made the right decision? IS it all about numbers?
What if our father’s goal is to make us the brightest, most blameless, noble creatures we can be. What if every decision leaves an eternal mark on our souls? Is a medium fry that we did not earn, worth the little greasy smudge it leaves on our integrity forever, when it could have instead been an opportunity to refine the gold of which we’re made? What sort of invisible law does this show people we live by? What better test of faith and character could our great Mentor give us than one that seems to have no profitable results for us on this earth?