Thank you guys for commenting because it gives me someplace to go, and helps sharpen what I'm trying to process. I respond as best I can.
Might I be so bold as to say "hold on a sec"...if....you're legit wondering if God loves you as much as he does somebody who has a ministry or somebody fabulously wealthy.. shouldn't we clear that sort of überbasic thing up before worrying about tithing junk? My opinion is - let's get that one settled before talking about money.
OK - that sounds good to me. Let's get that nailed down first.
You seem to be looking for an answer and don't know the question to ask.
Yeah - that sounds about right.
Next time the pastor preaches on "return" ask him for a $1,000 loan. Jesus said to give to those in need, give and don't expect to be paid back. Try that and see what he says. I am totally serious.
Yeah - this has been something I've wondered about. See, the people who have talked about tithing and giving to God have never once come to us and asked us if we have enough gas to get to work (or even home) or if we've had enough to eat that day.
I don't intend to blow my own horn or promote myself in any way, but I've given away money to people that needed it. I've bought lunch for people I knew were hungry, bought clothes for people who were cold, given gas money, fixed cars and done yard work for folks that needed it done. I never asked for anything in return either, but I ate the food I was given and accepted anything offered. It's hard to give money when you don't have any, especially when you know the people telling you to do it are rich beyond anything I can comprehend.
I always gave money to CTCC (gladly) because that church has given me a lot of financial support, from food to gas money to "free" (because somebody else paid for it) professional counseling that kept my marriage together and probably kept me out of jail. CBC took care of me when I needed it, too. Whenever I had a big order (say a few thousand, and especially anything over $10K) I always gave at least 10% to whatever church I was attending, if not more. But in truth, I haven't had enough money to even give my family a place to live. When I've had it, I've given it.
And it's not limited to money...it's time and energy and other resources...whatever God has blessed you with, give of that to bless others.That makes me think of how God has blessed you with the ability to play the trumpet and to write.
I'd love to do either of those things. The problem is this: most every church worship team has zero room for a trumpet. Generally, they have a hipster-looking guy (or two) playing acoustic guitar and a girl (or two) holding a microphone, a drummer in a plexiglass box, and a middle-aged guy playing bass. The instrumentation generally just isn't there, and generally, nobody wants to change it. IF you can find a black church you might have something to work with - otherwise you're stuck hoping maybe the music director wants a big Easter or Christmas production. At the end of the day, I play an instrument that's vastly unpopular with the current trends in worship music, and isn't "cool" enough to put onstage with the hipsters or the American Idol oversingers. (I have names for all their hand motions, by the way.)
Nobody has ever asked me to write anything - ever. Truth be told, I think most of what I write would send the congregation looking for two big boards and some railroad spikes to punish my blasphemy.
if you're giving simply to receive in return, that "sacrifice" will be a stench in God's nose.
I get that, but I always figured could still use my dirty money anyway. I don't think I've ever given with the intent of getting back at all; I've just been told it would happen, and it hasn't yet, and I feel a bit let down that a pastor would say something that wasn't true. That hurts every time it happens; sometimes more than others. Aren't you supposed to trust your church leaders to tell you the truth about what God says? Hell - I can make up shit, too. Maybe I'll start the First Church of What I Think.
Anyway, that's it for tonight.
I found this - I'm posting it for my brother. I hope you like it, man - listen to the end. I was in tears by the end of it. I'm hoping it was the music and everything I know that goes into it and nothing else.





