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Bake sale lessons.

She climbed into the van, disappointed. “By the time my class arrived at the bake sale there was basically nothing left.” she said. “There was one muffin and two jello cups. MacKensie got the last muffin and you know I don’t like jello.”

She’d been excited for the bake sale for days, so I understood why she was so sad about it. To cheer her up I suggested that we go to Tim Horton’s where she could buy a muffin instead. (This is a treat for us…big families and all that jazz. Buying goodies doesn’t happen often.)

As we were chatting on our drive to Timmie’s she mentioned that she was happy that she still got to donate to the bake sale’s cause though. She wasn’t sure how much the muffin would have cost and she wanted to make a donation so she gave six dollars.



Now six dollars may not be that much to you or me, but to my little girl it’s a small fortune. Again, with the big family element and without gifts of money on special occasions, she earns five dollars every two months for helping with the flyer route and a dollar or two here and there for lost teeth or for watching her baby sister while I shower. I was floored that she chose to give so much of what she had away. She didn’t feel sorry for herself for having less. Instead she felt joy in sharing what she’d been saving up.

As we sat, eating our fruit explosion muffins together, we all celebrated Emily’s generosity and the fact that some happy kids would be blessed by it.   

The Bible says:

“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
Matthew 6:19-21

“Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned: forgive, and you will be forgiven; give, and it will be given to you. Good measure, pressed down, shaken together, running over, will be put into your lap. For with the measure that you use it will be measured back to you.”
Luke 6:37-38

“As for the rich in this present age, charge them not to be haughty, nor to set their hopes on the uncertainty of riches, but on God, who richly provides us with everything to enjoy. They are to do good, to be rich in good works, to be generous and ready to share, thus storing up treasure for themselves as a good foundation for the future, so that they may take hold of that which is truly life.”
1 Timothy 6:17-19 (emphasis added)

I don’t know about you, but I want to be less tightfisted with what I have. It’s easy to think that the people who treasure their money are the ones who have a lot of it. But, I’m realizing that it’s just as easy (if not easier) to treasure it when you have less. It becomes a thing of value above others, something to be scrimped and saved and, at times, worshiped. I’ve even justified not sharing it because I have a right not to. Let the wealthy do the sharing. My needs are too great.

Shame on me.

Today was a beautiful reminder to live my life with open hands, to seek the God “who richly provides us with everything to enjoy” and in so doing to “take hold of that which is truly life”.

Final thought:

“If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth. For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life appears, then you will appear with him in glory.”
Colossians 3:1-4


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