April 2019 Newsletter
Prayer request this month: Please pray that God will lead those to us who need our help and that we will have the resources we need to help them.
A Word From Our Director ~ Pastor Andrew Pistone
Are you just as concerned about your spiritual well-being as you are about your finances and your physical needs? We spend a lifetime searching for comfort and wealth, and many times, we devote just an hour on Sunday morning (if that) to our spiritual health - which will last for eternity.
The phrase “Take it for granted” sometimes applies to our relationship to Christ. As pastors, we sometimes make becoming a Christian as easy as raising your hand and then, you are “in”...with life everlasting and secure salvation. I want to remind you that, when it comes to our relationship with Jesus, there is more to it than just raising a hand.
Matthew 7:21-23 says:
21 “Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22 Many will say to me on that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many miracles?' 23 Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!'”
Jesus came, died, and rose from the grave so that we can have a relationship with Him, and that means not taking Him for granted. We must realize that we are sinners, and have a desire to turn from our sins – with God's help - making a true commitment to follow Him all the days of our lives…so that we can dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Rich-Poor Family In Church
I'll never forget Easter of 1946. There were seven children in our family. My dad had died five years before – leaving Mom with no money and seven children to raise. By 1946, the four oldest kids had either gotten married or had left home. I was 14, my little sister Ocy was 12, and my older sister Darlene was 16. We lived at home with our mother, and the four of us knew what it was to do without many things.
A month before Easter, the pastor of our church announced that a special Easter offering would be taken to help a poor family. He asked everyone to save and give sacrificially.
When we got home, we talked about what we could do. We decided to buy 50 pounds of potatoes and live on them for a month. This would allow us to save $20 of our grocery money for the offering. Then, we thought that if we kept our electric lights turned off as much as possible, and didn't listen to the radio - we'd save money on that month's electric bill.
Darlene got as many house and yard cleaning jobs as possible, and both of us babysat for everyone we could. For 15 cents, we could buy enough cotton loops to make three potholders to sell for $1, and we made $20 on potholders. That month was one of the best of our lives.
Every day we counted the money to see how much we had saved. At night, we'd sit in the dark and talk about how the poor family was going to enjoy having the money the church would give them. We had saved and earned $70. We had about 80 people in our church, so we figured that whatever amount of money we had to give, the offering would surely be 20 times that much. After all, every Sunday, the pastor had reminded everyone to save for the sacrificial offering.
The day before Easter, Ocy and I walked to the grocery store and got the manager to give us three, crisp $20 bills and one $10 bill in exchange for our coins.
We ran all the way home to show Mom and Darlene. We had never had so much money before.
That night, we were so excited that we could hardly sleep. We didn't care that we wouldn't have new clothes for Easter. We had $70 for the sacrificial offering.
We could hardly wait to get to church! On Sunday morning, it was pouring rain. We didn't own an umbrella, and the church was over a mile from our home, but it didn't seem to matter how wet we got. Darlene had cardboard in her shoes to fill the holes, but the cardboard came apart, and her feet got wet.
We sat in church proudly. I heard some teenagers talking about how the Smith girls were wearing their old dresses. I looked at them in their new clothes, and I felt rich.
When the sacrificial offering was taken, we were sitting on the second row from the front. Mom put in the $10 bill, and each of us kids put in a $20 bill.
As we walked home after church, we sang all the way. At lunch, Mom had a surprise for us. She had bought a dozen eggs, and we ate boiled Easter eggs with our fried potatoes! Late that afternoon, the minister drove up in his car. Mom went to the door, talked with him for a moment, and then came back with an envelope in her hand. We asked what it was, but she didn't say a word. She opened the envelope and out fell a bunch of money. There were three crisp $20 bills, one $10 bill, and seventeen $1 bills.
Mom put the money back in the envelope. We didn't talk. We just sat and stared at the floor. We had gone from feeling like millionaires to feeling embarrassed and poor. We kids had such a happy life that we felt sorry for anyone who didn't have our Mom and Dad for parents, and a house full of brothers and sisters, and other kids visiting constantly.
At mealtimes, we thought it was fun to share silverware and see whether we got the spoon or the fork that night; and we had two knives that we passed around to whoever needed them. I knew we didn't have a lot of things that other people had, but I'd never thought we were POOR. That Easter day – I found out that we were.
The minister had brought us the money that had been collected for the poor family, so we MUST be poor. I didn't like being poor. I looked at my dress and worn-out shoes and felt so ashamed that I didn't even want to go back to church. Everyone there probably already knew we were poor!
I thought about school. I was in the ninth grade, and at the top of my class of over 100 students. I wondered if the kids at school knew that we were poor. I decided that I could quit school since I had finished the eighth grade. That was all the law required at that time. We sat in silence for a long time. Then it got dark, and we went to bed. All that week, we girls went to school and came home, and no one talked much. Finally, on Saturday,
Mom asked us what we wanted to do with the money. What did poor people do with money? We didn't know. We'd never known we were poor. We didn't want to go to church on Sunday, but Mom said we had to, and, although it was a sunny day, we didn't talk on the way.
Mom started to sing, but no one joined in, and she only sang one verse. At church, we had a missionary speaker. He talked about how churches in Africa made buildings out of sun-dried bricks – made of mud; but they needed money to buy roofs. He said $100 would put a roof on a church. The minister said, "Can't we all sacrifice to help these poor people?" We looked at each other and smiled for the first time in a week.
Mom reached into her purse and pulled out the envelope. She passed it to Darlene. Darlene gave it to me, and I handed it to Ocy. Then, Ocy put it in the offering plate.
When the offering was counted, the minister announced that it was a little over $100. The missionary was excited. He hadn't expected such a large offering from our small church. He said, "You must have some rich people in this church."
Suddenly, it struck us! We had given $87 of that "little over $100." We received a blessing because we shared that money, but the Biblical perspective on true riches has nothing to do with material wealth.
Regardless of my financial situation - I know how rich I really am…because I have Jesus!
HE IS RISEN! HAVE A BLESSED RESURRECTION DAY.
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