reply to post by Yissachar1
Thank you, and I am glad that you feel blessed as well. As for the the reasoning behind it, I have often felt like God "spoke" to me. It is never
in words, but it is often in an overcoming feeling, or an answer to a prayer that comes to me instantly. I don't know God's motivation, but I know
that when I pray, I am blessed. This particular prayer was probably the only time I have ever prayed about money. I have always felt it was taboo,
so I didn't do it. The answer to this particular prayer was more of one about priorities and validation, in my opinion. God wanted to speak to me,
and he wanted me to react, and I did, and he validated it. The money was probably just an avenue for the communication.
Every single time that I have humbly prayed, I have felt better. It may be before a flight, or a test, or an interview, or a doctor's visit, but it
has always made me feel more comfortable inside, even if I don't get the answer or result I am looking for. As an example, I once prayed over my
baby's incubator, and he was struggling for life, and that day I read on ATS about some massacre overseas, and it was the day that a fighter jet
crashed into a home in San Diego and killed a man's wife, mother, and child while he was at work, and I felt like the world was crazy, and God had
abandoned us. I prayed over my child's crib, and I asked why they had to suffer, and I asked why people like me were not used more effectively to
stop it, and the answer I got was, "they asked for it." As in, they "requested it." I couldn't believe it, but as I sat there looking at my
baby, I wondered if he was struggling for life, because he needed to struggle for some reason? Was he accomplishing God's will in some way, or
before he chose to come to Earth, maybe he chose this purpose, and he was enduring this because it was good for his soul. Somehow, it made me feel
better about the situation, and I was able to put all that world strife out of my mind. I didn't like the answer, or the suffering, and yet I felt
more comfortable about it. Now, over a year later, that baby is healthy and growing, and talking, and running, and he is surely a blessing, and he
has impacted a great many lives (including a couple of Dr's and Nurses that may have chosen different professions after dealing with me!). All that
struggling served to illuminate some bad practices at the hospital and at the Pediatrians office. It served to bring my wife and I to travel to find
better care. It served to bring other children to a much better doctor. It served to take a struggling newborn and turn him into a fighter. It
served to cause me to question my own priorities in life, and to bring my extended family closer.
So, the tithing was important, very important, not because the church needed the money, or because I didn't need the money, or because I needed even
more money and it was some kind of challenge. The tithing, for me, was important to show my conviction, and acknowledge that I heard the message, and
I was willing to concede control to God.