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Monday Musings~The Cash Cow

So, here are I am typing away on my laptop in my comfortable home with the air conditioner running after I went for a swim with Jackson in our pool. Sounds good doesn't it. Ah, the luxuries of living here...in the United States where freedom rings and the dollar flows. Although I am reveling in my comforts, I am convicted. I have so much yet there are so many who have so little.

The devastating disasters in China, Myanmar, and across the Midwest with earthquakes, cyclones, and tornadoes has really hit me hard. These people lost everything and have nothing. Yet, there are millions upon millions who have nothing everyday. We were challenged yesterday at church to give; not just money, but of ourselves. I am challenged and ready to go. I have been for a while. I think I just needed a swift kick in the rear.

Most of us live pampered lives here in the U.S. even though we are paying $4.00 a gallon for gas. Let's face it, we are rich no matter how poor we think we are. We buy the next best thing always wanting more to satisfy our longings. And, we typically get it. So, with that said, I challenge you to give. Give a little or a lot. Give your time if you don't think you can give your money (but I challenge you to). See how far it goes; how blessed you are. I challenge you to give.

Now, you are all probably wondering how I am going to give. Well, I have always wanted to sponsor a child for every child we have. That is what I/we are going to do. I have such a tremendous passion for children. We will sponsor a child for every child we have and teach our children about "their" child. I have an idea of who I am going to go through and will post their link as soon as I do.

However, I won't stop there. I will make meals for those in need, go on more missions trips (it's been a while), keep my home open for ministry, love on those who need to be loved....and the list continues. It truly is more blessed to give then receive. You don't believe me? Try it. You will see.

"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves brake in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Matthew 6:19-21

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Reed said…
Yup! This is a challenge that we all should be up for! We just sponsored our first child, last week and there will be more to come! I just added a link to Compassion, so that others can do the same. Yes, we are all fat and happy, when compared to a lot of other humans on this earth! Kudos to you for this post!!
Anonymous said…
Wanna sponsor one of your best friends a good chunk of that Texas money so that I can run a marathon? Technically, you're not giving the money to me, it's going to cancer. Well, not to cancer, but to help fight cancer. Hee hee..

But seriously, I love that you are doing this. I've been trying to figure out how to give back recently as well. That's why I've decided to join the group (the cancer fighting one) to help me train for a marathon. It's like killing 2 birds with one stone. Plus, the whole Habitat for Humanity thing...

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