On the eve of Thanksgiving Teal and I went to church with my mom. It was a small but nice service. Similar service to the episcopal church I grew up with. Hymns, readings, and structure. Different than the type of church I enjoy now with live christian music, personal sermons that speak to me, and not quite the structure of the episcopal service. None the less, while I think Teal might have found the Thanksgiving eve service to be a bit boring, it has some comfort to it for me. It brings me back to the safety of being a little girl. It’s like eating your comfort foods from your childhood and feeling comforted again.
Something happened at this church service that I don’t believe I will ever forget. Something that caused me to deeply ponder my giving. The offering tray was passed around. I didn’t have my wallet or anything with me, so I was unable to give. I looked at my mom and she pulled out some money telling me not to worry. The offering plate made it’s way behind us where a lone homeless man was sitting with I believe all of his items. His guitar, a backpack, a few plastic bags. Probably every bit of his possessions. Then I heard the “tink” as he dropped coins on the plate. Teal and I both looked at each other with probably the same expression on our face. The “I’m fighting back tears right now look” It only took a moment.
I’e spent the last few months giving very minimally to my church. I’ve had a bit of a time financially being unemployed and felt it was okay to wait until I was working, Then I wasn’t working the hours I had thought I would be. Excuses, Excuses
God brought a homeless man into my life for a brief moment to teach me a lesson. To show me giving. To remind me that even a small gift is better than no gift. If I give to God, he will take care of my and my family needs. Hundreds of thoughts went through my mind in that flash of a moment. Here I am, over 3 days later, and still deeply pondering and thanking god for the homeless man that sat behind me on Thanksgiving eve.
Don’t ever think you aren’t making a difference. Don’t ever think God can’t use you. You may not ever know all the ways he has used you. But he is.