Thursday, November 15, 2012

sacrificial giving

"I do not believe one can settle how much we ought to give. I am afraid the only safe rule is to give more than we can spare. In other words, if our expenditure on comforts, luxuries, amusement, etc., is up to the standard common among those with the same income as our own, we are probably giving away too little. If our giving does not at all pinch or hamper us, I should say it is too small. There ought to be things we should like to do and cannot because our commitment to giving excludes them." -C.S. Lewis

Some recent events in our lives have Jon and I looking in on our own hearts in this giving season. Far too often, our giving is conditional. Sure, I'll help you stock your fridge since you got laid off and are on hard times, but I'm making a mental tally of this so when I ask for help on something you better pay up. Or, as is often our case, sure, I'll help with that if/when it's convenient for me. 

Now that we have Elden, it is far too easy for me to cop out of helping those around me. Granted, he is wildly unpredictable and I can't be much help if I'm trying to console the screaming hot mess that he can absolve into at the drop of a hat, but sometimes I let me get in the way of helping others. I have to make lunches and meals for us for the week. I have to get caught up on housework. I am exhausted after another marathon work/housework week. But at the end of the day, I could truly give more of myself.

We have been reminded that one of the beautiful parts about giving to those in your community is the sacrifice you make to do so. Sure, I'd much rather be taking a nap or lounging on the couch watching TV under a cozy blanket. But then I'm reminded of the ultimate sacrifice: Jesus died on the cross because of my sins. Who am I to think I deserve a day to lounge around my warm, safe house as though I earned it? Everything in my life is a blessing. I think of Job--a blessed man who lived righteously yet had everything taken from him because Satan challenged God that he could break Job's willingness to worship God. Not once does Job curse God. I digress.

My point is that giving is meant to be uncomfortable and inconvenient. It's supposed to require you to put aside yourself and everything you'd rather be doing to help someone who needs it. To build up the broken. To lay aside your plans to go out to eat at your favorite restaurant in order to feed a hungry child in your community for a week. If giving was easy everyone would do it and it wouldn't mean anything to the people you're giving yourself to. Particularly in this season, I hope to remember this. I hope you'll join me.

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