Thank you guys for the birthday wishes I
Enjoy the weekend I'm looking up some new soup recipes and checking out the books y'all recommended to me.
*I used Random.org to generate a random number for me*
|Dorothy, thank you God for Target putting out red sparkly shoes this time of year!|
|My Roman Solider/Gladiator the star of the show|
|my little doctor|
I wanted a reasonable justification for staying rich. I didn't want to suffer at all for charity. I didn't want to know what it felt like to sacrifice, though in my mind, I would be sacrificing. I would be sacrificing the things I would never have. Something like this, "I could be driving around in a brand new Toyota, but instead I'm still in my beat-up Ford Explorer. I could be wearing designer jeans, but instead I'm in Target jeans that smell funky when you buy them. See how I sacrifice for the poor?"
I killed two birds with one stone. I sacrificed nothing at all, but I still went to bed at night convinced that I had.This is not a post about money being evil or about needing to sell all your possessions in order to truly follow God. No, money is neutral, our attitude towards it is not. What I discovered when I sat down and read Shannan's honest words was there is a lot of sin wrapped up in my giving, both in why I do it and in the amounts I choose.
|I love shoes, any will do!|
|your first time to play playdoh and you didn't even try and eat it, I was shocked...I still am tempted to eat it!|
|packing up to "leave", got your glasses on|
|caught you putting on my underwear, just like mommy!|