One Monday morning some years ago, I was with a group of people from my home church, preparing to leave our sleeping quarters in New Orleans to head out to work on a flooded home.  “Don’t make lunch,” we were told.  “Some friends of the owners are planning to bring you lunch.”

We were surprised and a little confused.  Should we accept food from these people who had lost so much?  Weren’t we there to help them? [download id=”268″]