October,
2000
One of the memories that I have of my childhood experience in the church
was the birthday bank. Every Sunday during the opening exercises of
Sunday school, those who had celebrated birthdays that week would parade
forward and put pennies or larger change into the birthday bank according
to their new age. This was practiced not just for the children in the
primary department, but for the adults as well, and I recall with fondness
Mr. Wiggle, who lived beyond 100, taking a long time to put all of his
change in the bank. For the little children who met downstairs, the
bank was in the shape of a birthday cake. For the older children who
had advanced to join the adults, the bank was the form of a globe. After
the pennies had been placed we sang the old evangelical hymn, Count
Your Blessings.
This
memory is more than a sentimental journey for me. I count the birthday
bank among my earliest lessons in stewardship. Heres what I learned:
1.
God has given my life to me. This means that my birthday is important
and I am important enough to be recognized in the company of believers,
whatever my age.
2.
As I mature, the expectation of others as to my commitment to doing
Gods work increases.
3.
My gifts are multiplied when combined with other gifts.
4.
My gifts to God are also gifts to Gods world (remember the globe
bank), and my gifts to the world are also gifts to God.
Another
lesson in stewardship came at my confirmation at the age of 12. I was
younger than many of the kids in my group because I felt a sense of
calling and consecration and truly wanted to commit myself to God. (For
this reason I never underestimate the power of spirituality among children
and youth.) Besides the laying on of hands, and the blessing of the
minister, I also received offering envelopes. I only got $1.00 as an
allowance, but I was proud to take a quarter and later 50 cents (when
my allowance increased), and place it in the envelope and then in the
offering plate on Sunday morning. Again, here was the affirmation that
not only was I important in the community of faith, but also that I
had something to give.
Now
I recognize that these are tiny sums of money, and we no longer live
in a churched culture, where everyone goes on Sunday morning to their
house of worship in their white gloves and spiffiest suit. But the issue
of being valued in a community, of having ones life consecrated,
and being able to give something and make a difference are still universal
needs. So, here I would give a cheer for the act of receiving tithes
and offerings as part of the Sunday liturgy.
I
was not always a faithful Christian. I left the church during my seeking
years. But, it was having something to give that brought me back to
the church. I would suspect that this is the case for many young adults.
My gift was the gift of music, and the congregations openness
to receive this gift and affirm it was what brought me back into the
fold of the faithful. Out of my gift of music, I eventually heard a
call to ordained ministry, and in my ministry have become a proportional
giver. I hope someday to be able to say that I am a tither.
In
spite of the problem of what to do with the offering that we now face,
as our culture moves into plastic and electronic money, I believe that
the act of offering still has a place in the church. The offering, if
handled in a holy manner, can be a way in which we sense the consecration
of our lives as workers in the church and in our work beyond the sanctuary
of the church. For those for whom the checks in the mail, or the
transfer is made through some other means, perhaps we need to be creative
in finding other tangible things besides money to put into the offering
plate such as prayers or tokens of some grace that we have experienced
in the week. However, I would certainly pray that when it comes to the
offering we would not throw out the baby with the baptismal water.
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