The Time This Pastor Ignored God

And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. 10 So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith. (Galatians 6:9-10)

You have heard the voice before, I know you have. The one deep within your soul urging you to upset your schedule or bank account by doing something random, weird, or ridiculous. Recently I heard him speak. There was a very clear direction to help someone I had never had an interaction with. The truth is, I ignored it. Yep, the guy who urges others to be generous walked away when prompted to step out. As I sat in my car thinking, I made all sorts of excuses.

I can’t afford to do this

I will look weird

If God wanted me to do this, wouldn’t He directly speak to me?

Then I remembered a time in my life. I was living in a small studio apartment while balancing three part time jobs, one of which was waiting tables. Each night I would come home, throw whatever I made on the kitchen counter (which happened to be in my bedroom and living room as well) and divided between three envelopes. One labeled “God”, one “savings”, and the other less thrilling envelope marked “bills”. Somehow, I was always able to give God a meager amount after every shift. It was no coincidence that I always had enough in my small cubicle of an apartment. Well fed, well rested, and spiritually present, it was the most generous point of my life, and I felt God more presently than anytime before.

Sitting in my car, this is what I remembered. It is easy as you grow older to grow past your need for God. Years pass by and you tend to take faith for granted – you forget how far He has taken you. As I remembered the times of small and simple “yes”‘s to God, I got out, walked in, and showed generosity.

I hear you God. May you find me willing when you speak.

 

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