Tuesday, Jon and I got our taxes done, the outcome wasn't pretty, and I was rather upset. I sat in silence in the truck on the way to dinner and Jon tried to remind me, no matter how much we owe or how much we get back, that we are beyond richly blessed in MANY areas of our lives. I didn't want to hear that and chose to semi-ignore him let it go in one ear and out the other. He also quickly reminded me that we can't serve both God and money. I chose to let that in one year and out the other as well- and continued pouting over it.
Yesterday, Grandma Boan would have turned 83 years old. She died roughly a year ago from cancer {brain tumor}. As as family, we choose to still celebrate her. Last night, 95% of the Boan family gathered at my parents house for dinner and fellowship in her honor. As I sat in the living room, reclined in my chair with all my cousins surrounding me in laughter, it hit me, Jon was 100% right. I am beyond richly blessed. I felt 100% guilty that not even 24 hours prior to that I was throwing a fit because of something so dumb. I quickly remembered a part in the book where the Kyle states "Like fans today, they would give their time and attention to following all the religious rituals, but would neglect to show God's love to the people around them..... when laws become more important than love, the rules take precedent over relationships, it's a good sign that we have become fans who are aiming at the wrong target." ....
Tuesday night, pouting over our taxes, I was a fan. I was too concerned with myself and not God's love that Jon was trying to comfort me with.
This morning, I stopped by QT to get my normal ice tea for work- as I turned to walk out the lady behind me set a bunch of change down. I then heard the cashier said "$3 on pump 3" and the gal said "correct..." I was already out the door and I turned around to see her slowly walking to her old, small car. I got in my car and pulled out... at that moment, tears filled my eyes. 48 hours ago, I was pouting about money, when this lady couldn't even put a gallon of gas in her car. Right then and there I had an urge to turn around and fill her tank up for her, I knew {with the crazy traffic in that area} she'd be gone + it wasn't even a full gallon she was putting in her car so I figured she'd be gone. I felt God telling me that those are the opportunities where we show others we are a follower of God. Kyle states in the book "Jesus wants to be our satisfaction. He described himself as living water that quenches our thirst forever. Money becomes a substitute for God because it promises to do for us what he wants to do for us. Mathew 6:24 Jesus says, "No one can serve two masters...you cannot serve both God and Money.".."
Tuesday night, pouting over our taxes, I was a fan. I was more concerned with the money we owed than Gods love. I was being greedy. Just like Jon tried to tell me-- I cannot serve God and Money. I wish so badly that I would have filled that ladies tank up for her, the 30 bucks it would have cost me, would have meant so much more than the 30 bucks I'll spend on target this weekend....
I would have been following what God calls for me to do. Taking this week as a lesson learned. Is it Friday yet?! :)
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