I must admit that when Fredna and I first came to Africa in January of 2005, I was probably a bit idealistic. I thought I would be coming with many, if not all the answers. I thought that surely I had much to offer. Boy, was I wrong! It seems that I have done nothing but learn since sitting foot on this continent. I think that one day I should make a list of the these things I have learned.
Probably one of the most important things I have learned is this: Small offerings can be much if you know the heart that is giving it. Let me explain. Most churches in Malawi consider it a great honor and responsibility to give an offering to the minister on Sunday. No matter what size, location, or social status – they give an offering. It is a Biblical principle.
In Africa we have received many different offerings. Money, vegetables, fruit, cloth material, live chickens, and even a live goat. Today, as usual, the Pastor received a special offering for us at the end of the service. As the church was singing, some people began to bring baskets full of potatoes, and a few people brought money. Just before the time of giving was finished, a small-framed woman, who looked to be in her late 50’s or early 60’s, made her way to the front. She carried with her a small package which she laid in the offering. It was a package of biscuits (cookies to Americans). That is all, a small package of cookies.
Tonight I am sitting in my living room reflecting on the days events, and the lessons I was subjected to. I have a hot cup of coffee on the table beside me, and I am enjoying a really tasty Custard Cream cookie.
This morning I saw the heart that gave it!
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