Do you know the story in the gospels when Jesus is chiding the rich for their giving of charity in order to make themselves look oh so fabulous? Then he counters it with saying the widow who gave 2 minuscule coins quietly was more generous than they. That has always been a familiar and convicting story to me. What is my motivation when I give? Out of sheer obedience is ok but to give out of an overflow of gratitude and love- now THAT is something!
Do you know that feeling you get when you overhear your children being kind to each other? When you "catch" them being sweet? And you just step back- not wanting to intrude in the rarity of the moment...and just smile.
I think that's the feeling God has when I give generously (money, time, gifts, whatever...) to him...he just sits back and smiles.
Brad and I have had a slight glimpse of that feeling lately. We have been genuinely humbled by the generosity of some who have given out of love and sacrifice towards the goal of our Zambia trip. (and please don't read this as an attempt to guilt anyone!) There really are no words to express not only our appreciation- but our awe in seeing God choose to use us feeble humans to accomplish is purpose.
That is humbling experience indeed.
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