When I was in Portland a couple weeks ago, my sister's kids were getting ready for church. I was too, but was not going to church with them. My nephew, Jonah (age 7), came up to me and said: Bepo, I have my tithe and I was going to bring it to church, but I wanted to tithe to a missionary this week and then I realized (he's shaking his head and smiling at this point) you are a missionary. So, I want to tithe to you. And he handed me his 4 quarters.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
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what a rich gift. that is such a good reminder for me to be thankful for each quarter that has been given to me..
and for me, amanda...
whenever i get my monthly update, i feel sad, because how could i ever deserve those gifts? it's hard to accept generosity... really humbling i think.
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