It didn't hurt that I live in a country where giving sacrificially is rarely a part of people's plan for success. So I took a look to the left and the right, for good measure looked across from me and behind me and sure enough I was doing a good (no, a great) job because compared to the majority I was practically a saint.
Then I sat down to eat my lunch and read what Flower Patch Farmgirl had to say on "Letting go of Money." And God rocked my world,
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 honestly don't know what God has to say to us yet about our giving, but what I realized was it is something I need to check in with him about and renew my commitment to submitting that area of my life to him, fully. That somehow I had begun to store up treasures here on earth, and I know better. Go check out this post, it'll make you think.