Eric
We're sponsoring an orphan. Reece chose him.
Eric.
His parents were killed, and he now lives with his aunt who has tb.
Reece likes that he likes football.
Needless to say, they could use our help.
Reece and I had some deliberate conversations today about Eric, and people, many, many people, less fortunate than us.
We we talked about sponsorship and giving some of what God through Daddy provides for us to Eric and his family. Reece liked the idea, but then said, "Don't give him any of my money. I need it to buy toys."
Ouch. I began sobbing.
I tried to explain it more, but ultimately, that's the place he was in.
God was just going to have to work on his heart, and I would continue the good work we had begun.
The very next day we were playing on the playground. Reece excitedly called me over to him. He showed me a penny he'd found, and said enthusiastically, "Mom, let's send this to Eric!"
Lord, I know I am all too tight-fisted myself, with my wants. I'd like to say I freely give anything and everything for Your glory, but I know that really it is a day-by-day process. A process of me thinking of me less, and thinking of you more.
I shouldn't expect anything less from Reece. But, thank you today, that he thought a little bit less of himself and more of others. Even if it was a penny. Today, the amount didn't matter (he doesn't know the difference anyway), it was the heart.
And although we're sponsoring Eric, I have a feeling God will do at least as much work in us, as in his family.
Eric.
His parents were killed, and he now lives with his aunt who has tb.
Reece likes that he likes football.
Needless to say, they could use our help.
Reece and I had some deliberate conversations today about Eric, and people, many, many people, less fortunate than us.
We we talked about sponsorship and giving some of what God through Daddy provides for us to Eric and his family. Reece liked the idea, but then said, "Don't give him any of my money. I need it to buy toys."
Ouch. I began sobbing.
I tried to explain it more, but ultimately, that's the place he was in.
God was just going to have to work on his heart, and I would continue the good work we had begun.
The very next day we were playing on the playground. Reece excitedly called me over to him. He showed me a penny he'd found, and said enthusiastically, "Mom, let's send this to Eric!"
Lord, I know I am all too tight-fisted myself, with my wants. I'd like to say I freely give anything and everything for Your glory, but I know that really it is a day-by-day process. A process of me thinking of me less, and thinking of you more.
I shouldn't expect anything less from Reece. But, thank you today, that he thought a little bit less of himself and more of others. Even if it was a penny. Today, the amount didn't matter (he doesn't know the difference anyway), it was the heart.
And although we're sponsoring Eric, I have a feeling God will do at least as much work in us, as in his family.




























































