I've been fundraising.... And the more I fundraise, the more I begin to dislike that word. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because that word always has some type of connotation with it in people's minds, whether it's positive or negative. (Though I suspect it's generally negative). What comes to your mind when you hear that word?
I've had a lot of people tell me that they plan on giving me money. And it's such a blessing. And every time I hear it, I can't help but think about who the money is really coming from, and who it's really going to. Because in the end it's not about you and me. It's about Him. So I smile when I receive the blessings, because it's just another way He shows He loves me.
But now.... three months after I've heard all these promises of monthly pledges, the only ones who have given me money are the ones that never told me that they were going to. I have no doubt that those people had every single intention to give, and perhaps they still will. But that is where I get to the point of this particular blog post.
Rather than getting frustrated and impatient about these unfulfilled promises, my Jesus has instead convicted my own heart.
How many times have I intended to set down the book and get up and do the dishes? How many times when I was thinking of someone did I intend to send them a note of encouragement? How many times did I intend on praying for a specific person or group of people? How many times have I intended something and never followed through?
Let's just say it's happened a lot. And I trust that by God's grace, it'll stop happening as near as often. I'm sorry if you've missed out on a blessing from the Lord because I never followed through on what I intended to do.