After making the decision to start Tithing, although I was not panicked or worried, there was a nagging in the back of my head. What if that $26.00 is the difference between making the rent payment and not making it. What if the cost of a tank of gas does not get replaced? How was I going to come up with those needs.
I just kept hearing God say, “Trust Me.” He repeated Himself over and over again in those first days and weeks as I did the math over and over.
What I did not know and am learning beyond all rhyme or reason is new math; God Math.
When He says, “Trust Me” He is NOT kidding.
Not only did I have enough money to pay the rent, I also was able to take my children to the local fair (something they had resigned themselves to not being able to do). I was able to buy myself a pair of jeans (I only have one pair and they are not suitable for work/play). The jeans I had BOTH (yes, I only had two pair of everyday jeans) had holes worn through that made them unwearable within weeks of each other.
I remember when my friend explained to me the loss of dignity when people are poor…I have lived this way for so long that I was baffled to have it explained. To be able to walk into the store and buy myself a pair of $29 dollar jeans felt so amazing, so empowering.
I always say it’s the little things that matter, I just did not realize how many of those little things we were going without.
When I give my tithe, I feel like the modern version of the Widow’s Mite:
Luke 21: 1-4 And He looked up and saw the rich putting their gifts into the treasury, 2 and He saw also a certain poor widow putting in two mites. 3 So He said, “Truly I say to you that this poor widow has put in more than all; 4 for all these out of their abundance have put in offerings for God, but she out of her poverty put in all the livelihood that she had.”
It is a humbling privilege to give with great joy what little I can give. I truly trust that God will provide for all our needs.
I gotta say, His batting average for taking care of me thus far is pretty good 😉
Humbly I come to you with such a grateful heart. Thank you for all Your good works, your faithful servants whom surround my family.
I will continue to praise You from the rooftops, the sidewalks, the playground, the parking lot, the fishing hole, the open vehicle window, the top of the stairs, the workplace…
Your love is abundant and my cup overflows.
Be with the boys and their aunt, cousins, and my mother as they travel over the next couple of days.