There are so many scenarios I can give you of the activities of these scammers called ingrates, which you’ve probably been a victim of or probably/possibly been guilty of. These are people we go all out for and they end up making us look like idiots. I intend to use this article to briefly expose the activities of these bloody ingrates and at the same time sensitize us on the right attitude and acts of giving that are recognized by heaven in order for us to channel our resources appropriately.

A Background to Authentic Giving

To kick off, let me give you a little sneak peek from my ‘giving’ theory. Let’s look at what Matthew 25:35-40 says:

“For I was an hungered, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me. Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungered, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink? When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee? Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee? And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”

Note that all these are literal experiences and mean what they mean. Jesus was talking about brethren who were genuinely experiencing these acute realities based on certain conditions and situations. For a man to be classified as ‘hungry’, ‘thirsty’ or ‘naked’, it means all honest attempts at getting enablement to attend to that need have proven abortive. Being sick or imprisoned is pretty self explanatory. The essence of establishing the genuineness of the predicament is to achieve the whole significance of giving and love. First off, Jesus died for all of us, why?

“Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned” (Romans 5:12).

If that wasn’t the case, we would have no sin in the first place, so Jesus’ death would have no meaning. As a result, it would lose its significance and value, and ultimately, the reward. In essence, Jesus wouldn’t have had to die. In the end analysis, even though a person might not see the sacrifice being made for him/her by the giver, the significance would ever be visible as long as the purpose for which that sacrifice was made was genuine. That is why even with our uncountable sins, we still feel the need to apologize to God through the name of Jesus at the end of the day. Situations could possibly make the person to forget the sacrifice, but as long as that need was genuine, the impact of the sacrifice would be everlasting. We can therefore agree that even though people could still possibly be ungrateful for the sacrifice made in the genuine predicament, the chances of the existence of bloody ingrates would be low. As a result, bloody ingrates are more encouraged when the need is not genuine, thereby diminishing the significance of the sacrifice.


Ingrates’ Hall of Fame

Bloody ingrates 5I know a lot of us have had our experiences and I do wish you could share yours with me also to add to the fun and scam database, but here’s just a few of my funny experiences which are still very fresh in my memory:

1. The N100 Guy: A guy (he is late now) was known for taxing people for money. Taxing, in my opinion and in this context, is an advanced psychological form of begging and scamming where the beggar uses familiarity or common ground to play on the naivety and intelligence of the giver. On this occasion, he walked up to me and asked me for N100 that he was hungry and he just needed to eat something. I knew it was a lie, but I gave him anyways. 5minutes later, I saw this guy with a can of coke which at that point I couldn’t even conveniently buy for myself. What does that make me? An idiot, right? Now, he might have said he was “an hungered” but he wasn’t, that was a cliché. Would I be rewarded for being naive and not being wise? No! So that N100 has gone!

2. Mr. N20: I was going to buy something one evening, so I was walking past this man and he says “Pssss… haysss…. give me N20 there abeg make I take buy something” I was still new to the whole thing, so I even gave him like N50. In my front, this man goes to the Mallam’s shop, buys a stick of cigarette and starts smoking it. Right in front of me! What does that make me? A mugu!

3. My Wife and Kids: I have made mention of this scenario before, but in this case, I obeyed the voice of the Spirit. This guy walked up to me telling me about how his wife and kids were hungry and all that, I honestly gave to him. The next week, this same guy walks up to me in another environment giving me the exact same script, word for word. I immediately felt so dumb and used. The annoying part is that they don’t even take note of your face since it’s a business for them, they’re all about the money. I did give him though, but following a spiritual leading which ended up saving me my wallet.


4. Madam UBA ATM Card: I was coming back from work one night (around 8pm) and this lady on suit stopped me politely. I just had to stop, she was on suit. She started telling me about how her UBA ATM card got stuck in the UBA ATM machine (pointing to the direction). You know, after 3 years, I just realized that there was no UBA branch at the direction she pointed. Anyways, after narrating her ordeal, she said she was stranded and asked for my help. I had N200 left in my wallet and N50 was going to take me home if I was lucky; so I gave her N100. She still asked me if that was all I could afford, can you imagine? Anyways, so the next week I’m coming back from work, same time, same place and the same lady runs into me running the exact same script. I even thought she recognized me and I was going to stretch out my hands to hug her, only for her to greet me with the same old script. What does that make me? A muntula!

5. An Ungrateful Cousin: Most of us that travel to the village during Christmas or even anytime (to visit) would have a wealth of experience with bloody ingrates. You think these people are in need, but most of them aren’t. Their aim is just to suck you dry till the next time you come back; that’s even if you’re lucky they don’t use your gifts for black magic (juju) against you. We had gotten to the village and my father bought this set of Italian shoes and kept them in the car. I even thought they were for me, so I was just trying to be a good boy and was really expectant. The next thing I know, one of those cousins of mine walks into our compound, which was usually the centre of attraction, and my father calls him and gives him those shoes. I was amazed, but what dazzled me the most was that the boy just took the nylon from my dad’s hand and walked away. It was like, “Is that all you’ve got?” Now, if my dad had used that money to buy me a game console, I wouldn’t have had to go begging the neighbour kids to allow me in just to play with them.


6. Mr. Give Me Money Now! This one still remains the funniest and strangest. I was coming back from the Don Moen Praise & Worship Concert organized by Covenant Christian Centre. It was like 8:30pm and I was still really far from home and hungry. So I boarded a bus going to my route and sat down at the last row by the window for fresh air. I couldn’t contain my hunger again so I called a hawker and bought me a cold drink and a sachet of Gala. While the purchase was going on, there was a man just standing beside the hawker. The next thing I knew was this man walked to my window and gave me an order “Give me N100 make I take enter Ajah bus make I take go house”. I pretended as though I didn’t hear; this man then came closer, starred straight at me and shouted this time “I say give me N100 make I take enter Ajah bus make I take go house”. Well, I trust myself, I opened the Gala and took a sumptuous bite in his face and then gulped down my cold drink all to the glory of God and to the fullness of my stomach.


Bloody ingrates 3There are numerous other experiences, but these ones capture the whole essence of this message. The six of them were all fakes and were not genuinely in need, as a result, any help they received wasn’t help but just loot and therefore lacked any possible significance. In continuum, because of the lack of genuineness and significance, these people end up hurting their victims and causing them emotional pain and in some cases financial distress; and furthermore, a negative reorientation of their giving philosophy. This ultimately defeats the whole significance of giving which should bring joy to the giver which will in turn signal heaven and adds to the reward of the giver.

Please stay tuned for the final part this Thursday titled “The Chief of All Ingrates”. I would be sharing my most recent experience of what I consider the greatest experience of all time with the chief of all ingrates. You definitely don’t want to miss it.

Cheers and God bless you infinitely!!!

Godsplan Uzoaga.

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