Getting Full Credit

The widow who owned our cottage before us (let’s call her Jane) was extremely generous. In our negotiations before the sale, she asked permission through her realtor to leave a few things in the house when she moved out. We agreed, and she sent a typed list.

A few days later, our realtor gave us a second list, and eventually a third. We were glad to have what she didn’t want and said yes to all of it.

When we took possession of the house, we found out how enormous her generosity had been. She left towels, sheets, bedspreads, pillows, blankets, dishes, glasses, flatware, kitchen utensils, pots, pans, an electric mixer, a crock pot, a toaster, and a blender. We also found cleaning products, paper goods, and office supplies.

In the basement were tools, everything from vices to drills to saws and hammers, along with nails, screws, nuts, bolts and 3 levels. She left gardening gloves, clay pots, clippers and trowels, as well as brooms, mops, rakes, and snow shovels. There were beach towels and sand toys, snow toys and sleds. She even left a grill with charcoal and lighter fluid. And she walked away from all her furniture, including several valuable antiques and a spinet piano, complete with a set of hymnals.

Nate and I were stunned. Our plan had been to fill the house with garage-sale finds, a process that would have taken years of hunting. Through the realtors we offered to pay Jane, but she wouldn’t hear of it. We asked to thank her in person, but she declined.

After we moved in, we had a year of fun surprises, new finds tucked here and there, testifying to one woman’s extreme generosity.

What causes someone to bless others with such extravagance when there’s nothing in it for her? Many of us are willing to give generously if our name goes on a brick, is announced over a P.A., or is posted on a list, but what about just giving to give? Are we good at that?

Most of what God does for us is giving just to give. He does it around the clock, whether we thank him or not, because he fervently loves us. For our part, we’re often guilty of loving ourselves with such intensity we don’t notice what he’s doing for us day-in and day-out. Instead we categorize his gifts under “I-earned-it” or “I-deserved-it.” What a disservice to the Lord, since he’s worthy of full credit for everything he gives. Sometimes we even neglect crediting him for his most generous gift, the saving of our souls.

Jane was a powerful example to our family, and Nate’s and my thank you note sent through her realtor didn’t seem like enough. But God took care of that. He told the whole world how much he really loves “cheerful giver Jane.” (2 Corinthians 9:7)

“It is not the one who commends himself who is approved, but the one whom the Lord commends.” (2 Corinthians 10:18)

 

Going to Extremes

When I was in high school, Chicago’s O’Hare airport had the distinction of being “the busiest airport in the world.” My good friend Lynn and I, for lack of anything better to do, sometimes enjoyed a Friday evening at the airport watching (and analyzing) the steady parade of travelers.

Since there were no security checks in the 1960’s, we’d watch the boards for plane arrivals and then head for the gate as passengers disembarked. One of us would slip into the crowd coming off the plane, then squeal and scream when we saw each other, in a bogus reunion. Watching strangers respond was entertaining, and it didn’t cost a penny.

Fifty years have passed since then, and now no one gets to a gate without a boarding pass. We live in a day of terrorism, and to cooperate with airport safety, we have to undress to pass through security. “Remove your shoes, belts, hats, jackets, watches and jewelry, even pocket change.” Men have to clutch their pants as they walk through metal detectors, nervous they’ll be asked to hold their arms out for a wanding.

But there’s fresh hope for improvement in this overkill process. While waiting in a security line before my last plane trip, I saw something new, a giant poster that said, “Attention Passengers 75 and Older. If you were born on or before today’s date in 1937, you can leave your light jacket and shoes on during screening in this checkpoint.

Finally! A reasonable idea.

Our country is famous for going to extremes, and we love criticizing and teasing about it. But truth be told, most of us find ourselves lured to excessiveness once in a while, too. If some is good, more must be better. If cutting back is wise, then having none is wiser.

In one sense, even Scripture promotes extremes:

  • It says we should willingly lose our lives to God in order to gain them back.
  • When God purged the Israelite camp of sin, he destroyed men, women, children, and even their animals.
  • Jesus said, “If you want to follow me, forsake everything else first.”

But other Scriptures encourage us to walk a middle line: “Moderation is better than muscle, self-control better than political power.” (Proverbs 16:32)

So what are we to do? What standard should guide us?

The answer is in “the who.” If it’s something that’s between God and us, we have to comply with the extremes he requires; we’re either all-in, or all-out.

But if it’s something strictly human, he encourages moderation: not too much rest but just enough; not too much work but just enough; not too much food but just enough.

I guess that should go for airport security measures, too. Caution is good, but undressing is extreme. And screaming in bogus airport reunions? Downright foolishness.

“Do not be overrighteous, neither be overwise… Do not be overwicked, and do not be a fool… It is good to grasp the one and not let go of the other. Whoever fears God will avoid all extremes.” (Ecclesiastes 7:16-18)

 

 

Waterside Wedding

On Wednesday of this week a gentle knock on my front door sent Jack into a fit of barking, but the young girls out on the porch weren’t bothered.

“Hi, I’m Lauren, your neighbor,” the redheaded 20-something said. “I live several blocks that way [pointing] and am going house-to-house to let people know my fiancé and I will be getting married this Saturday. The ceremony will be on the beach, but the reception will be at our house, on the lawn.”

She went on to say she hoped residents would give grace on Saturday when the music got loud and went late. I told her I was all for marriage and would enjoy the festivities from afar.

I said, “Do you think the many beach walkers will turn into beach gawkers during your ceremony?”

“Oh, that’s fine!” she said. “It’ll all be part of the fun.” (I took that to be my personal invitation.)

As the girls left, Lauren handed me a green card, which I read later. “We first exchanged ‘I love you’ on the beach; now we will exchange marriage vows here on August 11.” Also on the card was an apology for any inconvenience the wedding or reception might cause and a promise that “the music will end by 11:30 pm EST.” Signatures of both the bride and groom were included, and I was impressed with this extra effort to troubleshoot.

Yesterday was their special day, and it dawned unseasonably cold with black clouds and spitting rain. Wedding weather is critical when festivities are outdoors, and the bride was the first thing on my mind. But their day developed nicely, generating blue skies and warm breezes for the beachside exchange of vows. Bathing suit clad walker-gawkers hung out at respectful distances waiting for a glimpse of the bride. At 6:00 pm she appeared in a flow-y gown and made her way down a grassy dune toward her groom, who stood under a canopy on the sand.

Marriage was God’s idea and is his recommendation for most of mankind. That’s probably because if brides and grooms want to live together successfully, they have to make use of biblical principles. If they go against them, the marriage falters and may eventually fail.

Because today’s marriage statistics give young people only a 50-50 chance, many conclude it isn’t worth it. “It’s just a piece of paper,” they reason. “What’s the big deal?”

But of course the big deal is commitment. God commits to us, and he wants us to commit to each other. Marriage turns out to be an ideal proving ground for true love, which is agape love, undeserved love. It isn’t easy, but it sure is rewarding. I hope yesterday’s beach couple has already got that figured out.

One thing is sure: their wedding photos will be extraordinary with white caps in the background and seagulls in the foreground. And if my face appears anywhere, may they Photoshop it out.

“Love never fails.” (1 Corinthians 13:8)