All month I have been working hard to save a bit of money for a fun project. It was in my wallet waiting to be deposited in an account today. I dreamed about the tiny savings that was growing for some treat in the future.
At church someone sat beside me. She has had a very hard time, and her husband is too ill to work. "Give her your money Linda. She needs it", God said.
But, God I have been saving this money. I don't want to give it up.
"Linda, give them the money."
"God, I want to save for a trip."
"Linda, you need to be unselfish. Give them the money. They need it."
After what seemed a long time I pulled my hand open and gave the woman my money. Later she cried and told me she was so thankful for such a good friend. I was glad I could help but I still was
whimpering about my lost funds. I shared my story with my pastor, for a laugh, at my short development as a Christian. He then shared with me a text about God providing for what we give. Sure, that's cute; I thought, but figured my money was gone.
Then my husband did our taxes yesterday, again. We were thrilled to get any tax return and my husband
refigured our taxes one more time. We shorted ourselves 725.00. I gave 25 at church. Our over look was 700.00 more. I am humbled. God knew we had money coming I did not.
Next time I hope I open my heart a bit more. God knows and cares for all of his children. I need to listen and obey, without a worry. For God loves a cheerful giver.