So my daughters have been asking for MONTHS if we can go visit the family in New York for Christmas. For a long time, I didn’t think we would be able to go. We prayed and asked God to provide a way, but I just didn’t see how it would be possible from a financial perspective. Well a few weeks ago, I got a surprise contract that provided enough for us to go. Still, I was concerned. Should we spend a large portion of this on a trip and then find ourselves, financially in the same place when we returned?
Then one night my oldest daughter asked me again, “Daddy, can we go to New York for Christmas?” I said, “Baby, the answer hasn’t changed.”
“What was the answer?”, she asked innocently.
“I said, baby, that we have to have enough money to be able to go and I don’t know if we have enough” [to spare, was the unspoken addendum].
She looked at me and said, “Daddy, you can have the twelve dollars I was saving, and you don’t have to get me anything for Christmas if it will help us get the money, because family is more important than presents.”
I was struck down by the simple honesty of her statement. She believed – she had faith – that, if she made that sacrifice, it would help. I knew at that moment, every financial concern aside, we would be going to New York for Christmas. I knew it, because I had to reward that level of sacrifice. It’s the same way with God. He rewards according to our sacrifices and our faith, not our merit.