Today, I hear a woman describe another woman by saying, “She was generous with her life. She expected nothing in return for what she gave of herself to me.”
I dug into my purse to find my journal and pen to write down those words.
Something about the expression stung my heart. I normally think about being generous with money, time, or acts of service. But what about being generous with my own heart–giving my very self away–so others are blessed?
I want to be generous with my life.
Journal: What does a generous life look like?
The big red Macy’s bag (the one somebody gave me) almost disappeared into the closet. My husband dug it out a few days ago and used it to store our massive harvest of tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and squash.
“What are we going to do with all these vegetables?”
That giant Macy’s bag has been sitting next to the kitchen counter for several days. We’ve already made vegetable deliveries to neighbors, and still the end of season harvest overflows into our kitchen. We could freeze them, can them, or give them to the local Food Bank to feed families in need.
All morning, I’ve been looking at my bright red Macy’s bag filled, not with glamorous clothing, but with vibrant veggies.
Over a decade ago, I traded in my Macy’s style for a completely different life. Working for a non-profit organization and teaching part time, for minimal pay, means our family shops and lives differently. We’re more thrift store than Macy’s, more backyard garden than Wegman’s or Whole Foods.
But we’ve never had so much extra. We left an extravagant life, and we’ve ironically never had more.
When I wonder what I’m missing, I laugh when I look at my Macy’s bag. I give more away than I take in. It seems miraculous on some days. God promises abundance when we follow him. He isn’t kidding. I’m so thankful for that today. I’m so thankful for that upside down truth: the more generous we are, the more comes back to us.
Living with flair means I fill my Macy’s bag with things to give away because I have so much.