Around
Thanksgiving several years ago, radio commentator Paul Harvey shared a true
story of a woman and her frozen Thanksgiving turkey. The Butterball Turkey
Company set up a telephone hotline to answer consumer questions about preparing
holiday turkeys. One woman called to inquire about cooking a turkey that had
been in the bottom of her freezer for 23 years. That's right—23 years. The
Butterball representative told her the turkey would probably be safe to eat if
the freezer had been kept below zero for the entire 23 years. But the Butterball
representative warned her that even if the turkey was safe to eat, the flavor
would probably have deteriorated to such a degree that she would not recommend
eating it. The caller replied, "That's what I thought. We'll give the
turkey to our church."[1]
Sadly,
that is the attitude of many who give to God. He gets the left overs of our
time, talent and treasure. When it comes to prayer we may squeeze God into our
schedule at the end of the day. After working all day there isn’t much energy
or focus left, but we reason, “God understands my heart” as we doze off to
sleep in the middle of an unfinished prayer. The church usually comes last on
people’s priority list. That is why ministers are scrambling to find volunteers
and have to beg people to work with children. Tithes and offerings are skimmed
from the bottom of the barrel as well. Believe it or not, I have actually seen
people make change in offering plate.
This
was also a problem in the prophet Malachi’s day as well. In a scathing little
tirade tucked away the end of the Old Testament, Malachi spoke of Israel’s spiritual
laziness, “But you say, ‘How have we despised your name?’ By offering polluted
food upon my altar. But you say, ‘How have we polluted you?’ By saying that the
Lord's table may be despised. When you offer blind animals in sacrifice, is
that not evil? And when you offer those that are lame or sick, is that not
evil? Present that to your governor; will he accept you or show you favor? says
the Lord of hosts” (Mal. 1:6-8).
Did
you see the problem? The people were offering God their sick and maimed animals
as sacrifices. Not all that different from giving the church a 23 year old
turkey. God wants our first fruits with all we have. He wants our best in
everything and He wants to be our first love so we cannot offer Him our
leftovers. In the Old Testament God would not accept a blemished animal for a
sacrifice; so He will not accept our half-hearted offering to Him today. If God
gave His best by giving us His Son, shouldn’t we reciprocate out of a heart of thanksgiving?
In
the language of the Old Testament, we would say God deserves our “firstfruits.”
“Honor the Lord with your wealth and with the firstfruits of all your produce; then
your barns will be filled with plenty, and your vats will be bursting with
wine” (Pro. 3:9-10). The giving of the firsfruits made an important statement
to God, “We give our first and best to you, Lord, because we recognize all good
things come from you.” The firstfruit offering reminded people of God’s
ownership of the harvest and placed faith in His ability to help the people
raise the rest.
Giving
back to God a portion of what is rightfully His is a thermometer for our faith.
If we hold back the best from the Lord not only do we incur God’s judgment, but
it shows that our hearts are cold toward God. On the other hand, when we give
God our best He adds His blessing and true worship takes place. This is why
Jesus commended the widow who gave her two mites (Mark 12:41-44). She actually
gave a higher percentage of her wealth—100%--than the wealthy people who tossed
their coins into the collection plate just to hear it ring.
Augustine
made a powerful observation about the nature of Christian giving and tithing
when he said: "We give earth, and receive heaven. We give the temporal, and
receive the eternal. We give things corruptible, and receive the immortal.
Lastly we give what God has bestowed, and receive God Himself. Let us not be
slothful in such a commerce as this."[2]
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