This is a true story about my great great grandfather. He was a well-to-do but a very humble gentleman. He used to sponsor free meals for travellers staying in public inns of the olden days. Then he would insist on washing the guests hands before and after their meals. He would do the honours of providing that service, and when asked why, his reply would be something along the lines of 'it is not I who is feeding them, they are receiving what the Almighty has deemed to be due to them...'