Guest Writer Heather Spiva
"Each man should give what he has decided in his heart to give, not reluctantly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver" (2 Corinthians 9:7 NIV).
I thought I was a giver and understood
sacrificial giving, but then my husband’s mom lost her job and thrust us all
into a type of new beginning. This circumstance changed my perspective
on giving as well as who owned the sacrificial gift in the first place.
The
way the economy is today it’s no wonder everyone is tentative about the
future. From massive layoffs to an abundance of foreclosures, we all
feel it’s a matter of time before everyone is affected somehow.
In
my case, my wonderful mother-in-law was touched by the hand of
unemployment. Out of work for longer than anyone ever imagined, she
searched for the right occupation to replace the one she lost. But as is often the case these days, being overqualified made finding the right
job more difficult and financial setbacks settled in. She needed help
because her savings had dwindled, and unemployment benefits failed to
cover her bills.
So what was I suppose to do during this new
season of need? As family, we are supposed to jump to their aid, right?
But, there was a problem: doing what I was supposed to do was a lot
harder than it looked.
The Bible says to take care of those who
are in need, especially family. However, I wasn’t prepared for the feelings
that bubbled up from my heart into my pocketbook. It’s a whole lot harder
to give freely when it’s painful. It’s much easier to give if I choose
the parameters; how much money, time, or help I want to give.
Clearly
identified boundaries can also aid in giving. When I know I only have
to donate five hours of my time or give a one-time monetary gift to a
charity, my hands aren’t tied as tightly. While these over and above
gifts still stretch my comfort levels, what was even more difficult during this season was
giving a gift without an end in sight.
That’s where I failed miserably. I could give, but it wasn’t with the right heart. I
couldn’t give to her the way I should, as a loving her daughter-in-law and as a
child-of-God. One night, through prayer and supplication, I wrestled in the mud of my situation, yet I wasn’t seeing any results. How long did I
have to give? Would the prayer ever get answered? Anxiety coursed
through my veins like adrenaline and I cried out to God again. I needed a
healthy attitude for a new way of giving.
“God, why won’t you
answer our prayer and get her job so we don’t have to help her?”
After
a minute of quiet, I felt a response, “Isn’t that why I made you? To
love and to give?”
“Uh, well…” I said.
“I made you to help
others. That’s what your life is all about. I give to you, so you can
give to others to glorify My name.”
I sighed. I knew this was the
answer.
“Yeah, I know, I know. But why us? Why me? And why do
we have to give for so long?”
Another long silence.
“Correct
me if I’m wrong,” said God, “but wasn’t I the One who blessed you?”
“Well, yeah, I suppose so.”
“And isn’t all that I give you Mine
to begin with?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“Then don’t
worry about a thing,” and here was the crucial part, “and give to her
until I tell you to stop.”
And as soon as I understood the truth
-- that all of my money was God’s and I was called to help those in
need-- it changed everything. It was as if I could see the situation for
what it really was. Giving of my money is the same as loving my
mother-in-law. If I loved God, which I do, then this was his will!
Family is all about giving and blessing one another; to love one
another, whether it’s convenient or not, and whether it is giving in a
new and different way than we are used to! I realized that if God loved
me, then I needed to love her the same way despite the change in
circumstances. Besides, if God supplies me with more than enough
financially, I have no reason not to bless her in return.
It’s
all a part of our journey with Christ. Through my journey, I’ve learned
how to give in a whole new way! Sacrificial giving isn’t as daunting or
depressing as it once was. Instead, God filled me with His love for my
mother-in-law, as well as a sense of compassion and empathy. Would I not
want this help if unemployment became my new reality?
Circumstances
don’t always make sense. But, God and his timing always do even
if we don’t understand it. If we obey God, wait for Him to intercede (and
check our attitude in the process) then in time, we will all reap a
harvest and a new kind of blessing. And that sounds just fine to me.
Heather Spiva is a freelance writer from Sacramento, CA. She is married
and has two young boys. When she is not writing, she loves to read and
garden . . .otherwise, she is sword-fighting with her sons.