I stood in my kitchen riffling through a small accordion file where we kept money for our monthly budget. It was the end of the month, so the file was mostly empty. My sister was coming over soon, and I was scrambling to find some cash to give her. I checked my wallet. the jar where we stash dollars to save for vacation. My bottom desk drawer. All the places I might have hidden a few extra bucks.
My search was semi-successful. I thumbed through the wad of cash. Somehow I had found a hundred dollars. Strangely, though, they were all five-dollar bills. Suddenly, 20 five-dollar bills felt like both too much and painfully not enough. I wasn’t sure what to do.
My sister was going through a hard time — a really hard time. Life had imploded, and the gap between what she had and what she needed seemed impossible to bridge. I wanted to support her, to let her know that she wasn’t alone. In some ways, a hundred dollars felt embarrassingly inadequate, as I knew it would hardly make a dent in her needs. On the other hand, I felt a little guilty that I had the resources to scrounge up that sum of money and the sacrifice didn’t hurt too much.
I stared at the stack of five-dollar bills. I didn’t want to make my sister feel insulted or ashamed by my gift. I just wanted her to know that she was seen and that I would walk through the fire with her. “Lord, help me to know what to do,” I prayed.
I felt a stirring in my spirit. Ihe whisper of God that said, I know your heart and will honor it. Give joyfully — exactly what you have.
Later that afternoon, while cousins played together in the backyard and my sister and I cleaned up from lunch, I handed her a white envelope with my gift. She stuck it in her purse without opening it.
That night my phone binged with a new text: “Sister, I couldn’t believe it when I opened your envelope. This morning at church I put my last five dollars in the offering plate. I knew God was asking me to trust Him, but it was hard. Your generous gift was God reminding me that He sees me and will be faithful to provide for me.”
With tears in my eyes and a smile spread across my face, I stood once again in my kitchen, just shaking my head. Only God. His kindness to use and bless exactly what we have is abundant.
-By Becky Keife as published in Courageous Kindness
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God wants to use your ordinary days to accomplish more than you could ever expect.
Becky,
Thank you for encouraging us all to be more kind. I love the five dollar story.
Sending you autumn joy,
Lisa
Thank you, Lisa. I’m forever in awe of God’s kindness toward us.
God sure does have a great sense of humor and amazing timing!!! I’ve been receiving emails from Incourage like crazy this week… And it was the title “Which voice is the loudest in your life? ” That alone spoke VOLUMES to me. Thank you, Becky. For being there when I needed to hear Him.