Prodigal: I would love to go to a picture show!
Me: Yes, but I’m down to my last dollar.
Prodigal: Well, maybe you can just share a story then.
This comes from the book Revolutions in World Missions by K.P. Yohannan
One Sunday when we were down to our last dollar, I drove our old Nova to a nearby church for worship. I knew no one and sat in the last row. When it came time to take the offering, I quickly made an excuse to God and held on to that last dollar.
“This is my last dollar,” I prayed desperately,” and I need to buy gas to get back home.” but knowing God loves a cheerful giver, I stopped fighting and sacrificed that last dollar to the Lord.
As I left the church, an old man came up to me. I had never seen him before and never have since. He shook my hand silently, and I could feel a folded piece of paper in his palm. I knew instinctively that it was money. In the car, I opened my had to find a neatly folded $10 bill.
But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret: and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.
Matthew 6:6
Jennifer Van Allen
www.theprodigalpig.com
www.faithincounseling.org
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