Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Stewardship - Dan
OK OK i apologise for forgetting to post this
so i'll quickly do this now or else i'll forget again :P
For the stewardship exercise, i was reading from Luke 16:19-31. It was about Jesus talking about a parable about a rich man and a poor man named Lazarus. In life, the rich man had so much but paid no attention to the begger Lazarus. When they both died, the rich man was sent to Hell and was begging to let Lazarus dip his finger in water to cool the rich man's tongue.
Through that parable, God sorta highlighted to me my callousness toward the poor around me, and really if we open our eyes, they are all around us. The aunty's cleaning our table at the hawker centre, the blind ppl selling packets of tissue, the old men on the street corner. We've just trained our eyes not to look on then, thinking somehow that if we pretend we dont see them, we can pretend they dont exist and that we dont have to help them.
But we do, and God sees them, and the word's i quoted are JESUS'S words.
Anyway, from that God told me to give my money to the poor. And He told me specifically who too, this old lady who sells tissue packets at the flyover toward harbour front. So i did that (after much self wrestling), trying the best I could to tell her (in CHINESE mind you) that Jesus loves her... and i think some of it got through. For me it was impactful, because though i'm just giving her money, it was more personal than just giving it to an organisation. I really felt a great joy after giving, both the joy of giving and the joy of obedience.
That was $50. The rest of the $50 i've decided to give to the Church benovalence fund, along with all the ang pow money i'll receive this year. Its not alot, but i'm praying that God'll use it to bless someone more in need than I am.
Dan
so i'll quickly do this now or else i'll forget again :P
For the stewardship exercise, i was reading from Luke 16:19-31. It was about Jesus talking about a parable about a rich man and a poor man named Lazarus. In life, the rich man had so much but paid no attention to the begger Lazarus. When they both died, the rich man was sent to Hell and was begging to let Lazarus dip his finger in water to cool the rich man's tongue.
Through that parable, God sorta highlighted to me my callousness toward the poor around me, and really if we open our eyes, they are all around us. The aunty's cleaning our table at the hawker centre, the blind ppl selling packets of tissue, the old men on the street corner. We've just trained our eyes not to look on then, thinking somehow that if we pretend we dont see them, we can pretend they dont exist and that we dont have to help them.
But we do, and God sees them, and the word's i quoted are JESUS'S words.
Anyway, from that God told me to give my money to the poor. And He told me specifically who too, this old lady who sells tissue packets at the flyover toward harbour front. So i did that (after much self wrestling), trying the best I could to tell her (in CHINESE mind you) that Jesus loves her... and i think some of it got through. For me it was impactful, because though i'm just giving her money, it was more personal than just giving it to an organisation. I really felt a great joy after giving, both the joy of giving and the joy of obedience.
That was $50. The rest of the $50 i've decided to give to the Church benovalence fund, along with all the ang pow money i'll receive this year. Its not alot, but i'm praying that God'll use it to bless someone more in need than I am.
Dan
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