This world can be ugly and many are overwhelmed by it. The ugliness has overridden the hope in them and every intent is self serving, but I always have a remnant. I will always have a select few, that live according to an honor deep inside them.
Give honor where honor is due, ensure that it flows from your lips to the hearts of men, who have embraced you. When you withhold the acknowledgement of a grace, a mastery or an undo kindness you become a thief.
You have robbed them of a pleasure, that money does not buy. Stolen an affirmation, that doing good transcends all other exploits. When others unconditionally love you and support you, the currency of the Heavens is lavishly being poured out.
A type of indulgence, that does not lead to regrets or future shame. Remain there as long as you wish and consume to your hearts desire. It may be from the hands of men, but they are blessings from on high.
Genesis 45:7-8
And God sent me before you to preserve for you a remnant on earth, and to keep alive for you many survivors. So it was not you who sent me here, but God. He has made me a father to Pharaoh, and lord of all his house and ruler over all the land of Egypt.
I Might Be a Prophet 