Sam and I set money aside for gift-buying. It’s been there for a week waiting the swipe of the debit card. Cyber Friday came and went, as did Cyber Monday. I’ve taken a stroll along our string of local shops. The money continues to sit in the account.
Today is Giving Tuesday. Sam and I set some money aside for that, too. When I give, it will not hurt. It was already earmarked for the occasion. There will be no sacrificial aspect to it. Most of my giving doesn't have a whole lot of sacrifice associated with it. I do it on my schedule, at my convenience, to my comfort level.
Not that I'm (much) of a glutton for punishment, but it seems Christ set a precedence for giving—and it has a sacrificial component to it, to say the least. There was His comfort, and His dignity, not to mention His life. My thoughts, in fact, have looped around two of the last words He spoke.
His very last words were: "Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit."
The second to the last were: "It is finished."
And here are His two simple, corporeal, third-to-the-last set of words:
No biblical double meaning—no thirsting for deliverance, or for His heavenly Father, or how we humans thirst for righteousness, or for the soul-quenching Living Water. His was a comment on the physical state of His earthly Being.
He was feeling something because He lacked something. His gift of life to us meant losing enough body fluids to make Him thirst.
It may sound ridiculous, but this gift-giving season, I want to thirst in the non-spiritual sense of the word, also. I want to give more than has been earmarked that will leave no mark on me.
Yet, I don’t want to say to family and friends: instead of giving “stuff” to one another, let’s give to those in need—though that would be a truly wonderful thing to do, and we would feel wonderful for doing it.
Maybe I’m splitting hairs here, but I don’t want to feel wonderful.
I want to thirst.
Some money will go to giving today—it is Giving Tuesday, after all. Some of the money will go for presents. But some of our resources (money, time, energy) will await the prompting of the Holy Spirit.
I hope the Holy Spirit knows the difference between thirsting and hungering. It’s hard to hunger around the holidays.
That’s what I’m pondering during this season.
Hopefully, I’m not breaking any major Advent Rules.
All in Goodwill,