Unworthy.

In the past month I have opened our mail several times only to find money in it. I am sure this is a problem you all wish you had. We've received checks and gift cards from a number of God's Lutheran Saints around the country. These Christian men and women heard about our car trouble and sent us money to help out. Some of these people know Ben and I well - like our church family in Topeka, but others only know us through a letter now and again to say thank you for their congregational support.

It is a very humbling experience to feel the generosity of people that you barely know. Especially considering that most of these people are your average middle class working Americans. They need money just as much as we do, but they give it to us anyway. Why? Because Ben is studying to be a pastor. They love us based solely on this information. They pray for us, ask about our children, send us cookies, books, movies, and money because they know that my husband has a call to serve the church. I don't think I can mention the word humbling enough to describe this experience.

If these people did know us well, they would know how unworthy we are of their generosity. We do nothing for them, yet they do so much for us.

This generosity overwhelms us, yet still pales in comparison to that of our heavenly Father. He who actually knows our unworthiness, still sent His own Son to die on the cross for us. It is because of Christ's death that we are made worthy to God.