Once upon a time, last week, I picked up my son after football and he was hungry. So he and I stop at Burger King to pick up a snack. Well, I bought my son two of his basic food groups, Chicken Nuggets, and French Fries. After going through the drive-through, and tossing the bag of food in the front seat of the car, I then do what any good Dad would do, I reach over to the bag with the food to grab a couple of fries, just to taste. With my son's lightning-quick reaction, he reaches over and slaps my hand, and says, “Don’t touch my French Fries.”
I’m thinking that my son is being just a little bit selfish and stingy. I know who bought the French Fries and I’m really the true owner of the fries. I know also that my son belongs to me. I could get angry and never buy him any more French Fries to teach him a lesson, or I could “cover him in more French Fries than he could ever hope to eat.” Both options are well within my power to do. So I’m thinking, “Why is my child so selfish, I have given him a whole package of French Fries; I just want one French Fry…
(From the sermon "Why I Quit Tithing" by Doug Fannon, https://www.sermoncentral.com/sermon-illustrations/100415/giving-by-doug-fannon)