Crushing Disappointment

It was the night the Awana kids had been waiting for ever since the opening week. They could wear their Halloween costumes, and they were allowed to spend their hard-earned Awana bucks in the Awana store. They were so excited. They didn’t know what goodies were waiting for them in the store, but they were ready to find out. They were thrilled to see everything on display as they took turns carrying in their fake money and shopping for goods. And when they came back with their prizes, they were beaming.

It was finally the last little boy’s turn for my group. I went with him. He was ready to spend the seven fake dollars he was holding in his hands. But he wanted to save some for the next time the store was open. They only problem was that seven fake dollars don’t buy much in the store of little goodies. There were some big costly prizes to be bought with the right amount of money. And the prices and size of the prizes trickled down to little bits. He had to stay in the little bit section. He looked and looked over all the prizes that were in his price range, but he couldn’t find anything he wanted. Nothing was jumping out at him. And I tried to help him by pointing out toys and goodies he might have missed. But no. Nothing.

And then the most awful thing happened. Someone came to the door of the room and told us that the store was closed. Shopping was done. As I coaxed him out of the room, his head hung dejectedly down to his chest. He had nothing to show for his seven fake dollars. The boy who is usually full of his own self importance was left with nothing. I tried to encourage him by telling him that he had time to earn more money for the next time the store was open. It will be a few months before the store opens again.

The kids can earn Awana bucks by memorizing Bible verses and bringing their Bible, Awana book and vest each week. He sometimes forgets to bring them, and he doesn’t always have a Bible verse memorized. He’s more interested in talking back and writing on the white board. He doesn’t seem to understand that those things don’t earn him any money. He’s only seven, and he may not have much encouragement at home to learn the verses each week. But he can do it if he would put forth the effort. I see some moments of encouragement and goal setting with him in my future.


As you know, you Philippians were the only ones who gave me financial help when I first brought you the Good News and then traveled on from Macedonia. No other church did this. Even when I was in Thessalonica you sent help more than once. I don’t say this because I want a gift from you. Rather, I want you to receive a reward for your kindness. Philippians 4:15-17


As I was reading my Bible this week, I came across Philippians 4:15-17. It jumped out at me differently this time. I wondered. Did Paul ever feel disappointment in his situation? Did he assume all the churches would financially support him as he sat in prison? Did he believe that the believers in the cities he had travelled to on his missionary journeys would remember him in his time of need?

Paul had been put in prison because of his teachings about Jesus Christ who had appeared to him on the road to Damascus. Paul’s life had been transformed by the saving power of Jesus, and he used every day of his life to tell others about his newfound freedom in Christ. He wanted others to know this Jesus and believe in him, too. But there were those who didn’t agree, and they hated Paul with a vengeance. As he had once hunted followers of Jesus, he found himself being hunted for the same reason. And then he was imprisoned before being killed.

In the book he wrote to the Philippian church, Paul was joyful. As he sat in jail, he showed no signs of disappointment or discouragement. His faith was in Christ alone. He wrote letters to the churches he had visited and ministered to. He would hear along the grapevine how the churches were doing, and he learned of the struggles some of them were experiencing. He wrote to give them words of encouragement and admonishment. He loved those people and hoped and prayed that they would remain faithful to God. Since he couldn’t be with them in person, he did the next best thing by writing letters.

When Paul was in prison, he needed financial support. One church he had ministered to sent him money and supplies on a regular basis. Others sent nothing. He told the church of Philippi that he had learned to be content with nothing and with a lot. He had lived through both extremes and found that God was the sustaining force of his life whether his belly was full or empty. Whether he was warm or cold, he would praise the Lord. His situation would not alter his view of God or his joyfulness.

I know how to live on almost nothing or with everything. I have learned the secret of living in every situation, whether it is with a full stomach or empty, with plenty or little. Philippians 4:12

I wonder though if he ever experienced disappointment in the churches that never helped him out. Did they ever think about him and then ignore his needs? Were they just always so low on cash and supplies that they couldn’t scrape up anything for him? Didn’t they think to plan ahead and set aside a little bit each week to share with him? Did they just not have enough faith to trust God for their needs? Or were they so single minded that they only thought of themselves? Can you imagine him sitting there pining for the generosity of those who had been helped by his teachings? And then getting nothing in return? We never hear of that in his writings.

Unlike my little Awana guy who didn’t plan appropriately enough to earn more money and was greatly disappointed, Paul was joyful regardless of his circumstances. He was thankful for those who prepared ahead of time and faithfully helped him out. He knew that times were tough for them, as well. And he let them know that he was joyful regardless of his situation, and he wanted them to be joyful with him. He didn’t create a list of those who never helped him, and he never chastised them. Even though he knew that this group of believers in Philippi was the only church to send him supplies, he loved the others just the same. He knew that if they shared with him in need, God would bless their generosity. The other churches didn’t know the joy they were missing out on by not helping a fellow believer in need.

Paul’s joyfulness can be a great lesson for us when we become disappointed and disillusioned with others. Our expectations may be out of control and unrealistic, while the actions and words of others may be, as well. Our joy must come from God and God alone; not in our accomplishments, which are fleeting, but in the love and mercy of God our Father. He alone is our present help in trouble. He will not fail or forget us. He stands with us as we stand strong in faithfulness to him.

And Nehemiah continued, “Go and celebrate with a feast of rich foods and sweet drinks, and share gifts of food with people who have nothing prepared. This is a sacred day before our Lord. Don’t be dejected and sad, for the joy of the Lord is your strength!” Nehemiah 8:10

Small Beginnings

There they were.  All five thousand of them who had come to hear the man named Jesus teach.  What they didn’t know was that he was trying to find some alone time, but the people kept searching him out.  And he didn’t disappoint.  He didn’t tell them to wait until he had replenished his need for solitude.  He didn’t tell them to go home and come back tomorrow.  No.  He sat down and taught them the words of his Father. 

The meeting was likely impromptu.  It wasn’t a planned event.  The people would seek him out in droves, especially after he began performing miracles.  Aside from wanting to see a miracle firsthand, these people were eager to know what it was about him that was so different. They had never heard anyone speak as he did. They dropped everything to sit and listen to him speak for hours on end.  They would swarm him and hope to hear his latest teachings.  Oh.  They would come unprepared, bringing nothing to eat or drink.  They thirsted for truth, not physical comfort.

But then.  They had been sitting there for hours.  Listening to this man who called himself the Son of God.  And they began to get hungry.  Stomachs growled.  Children grew restless.  Adults became weak.  But it wasn’t a planned event, so there were no buffet lines or snack machines.  There was no bottled water or fast food.  And there was no budget to feed such a large crowd.  There was no plan.  At all. But Jesus knew the people needed to be fed. So he mentioned the need to Philip, because he wanted to test this disciple.

There was one young boy in the crowd who must have come alone.  No word is written about his parents.  But someone, perhaps his mother, thought to pack him a small lunch.  Someone knew he would become hungry and need to be fed.  So he carried his lunch with him.  Not thinking of feeding anyone but himself, he may have sat alone listening to the Great Teacher.

The young boy was most likely very poor. It was obvious because his lunch consisted of barley bread and fish. It was the barley bread that gave it away. Only poor people used cheap barley instead of wheat to make their bread. But if five thousand people are hungry, will they mind eating cheap bread?


Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin.  Zechariah 4:10


What that child didn’t know when he left home that day was what a stir his cheap lunch would cause. He didn’t know that the story of his lunch would be told until kingdom come. Oh. It wasn’t as if he planned it. But his lunch made history. A miracle was performed through his small offering. He gave what he had, and everyone ate until they were filled. There were twelve baskets of food left over. The story of his small offering is a clear example of how God works in mysterious ways to care for his people.

Oh. If only we would be willing to offer up what little we have. We don’t have to offer the most expensive items or designer name brands. We offer what we have, even if it is a sacrifice. Even if our offering is from the dollar store, God can use a gift given from a willing heart. If we serve hot dogs and chips to guests, God will be in the room with us if we’re serving others in his name. We don’t have to serve steak and lobster in order to please God. It isn’t the offering we give, but it’s the attitude of giving that God sees.

I think of the young widow who dropped two small coins in the offering. While the wealthy made a big show of placing their large offerings in the basket, she quietly gave all she had with the hope that no one saw her small gift. It might have been a sorry gift to some, but it was all she had to offer. And she didn’t hesitate. I would love to know how her faithfulness was rewarded. Not that we should expect a tangible reward for our faithfulness, but Jesus was standing there watching the crowd and he saw her gift. He explained to his disciples that while the wealthy gave a tiny share of their surplus, she gave all she had.

While Jesus was in the Temple, he watched the rich people dropping their gifts in the collection box. Then a poor widow came by and dropped in two small coins. “I tell you the truth,” Jesus said, “this poor widow has given more than all the rest of them. For they have given a tiny part of their surplus, but she, poor as she is, has given everything she has.” Luke 21:1-4

When a college graduate begins their career, they shouldn’t expect to start out as CEO. They start at the bottom and work their way up the ladder, if they have the right opportunities and skills. When a pastor plants a new church, he doesn’t start with a large congregation. He may start with only a handful of people and a low budget. Then he will see growth from his sacrifice, faithfulness and prayers. A new business starts small, because no business is ever planted as a Fortune 500 company. It takes years of effort and hard work to reach the pinnacle of what some call success.

I read recently of an older woman who went out in public in her best clothes. Others laughed at her, because of her cheap, worn outfit. Hearing their laughter, she bent with shame at their words. Her best was a laughable offense in their eyes, but it was all she had. At times, others may smirk at our small offering, as if it’s worthless. Other times, we may be the one who laughs behind the back of another at their small beginning. Shame on us.

We may think we have nothing to offer. Our talents seem unidentifiable. Our gifts seem indistinguishable. Our stewardship seems insignificant. But if we give of our best, God knows. We may only be able to give small gifts, but when we give them cheerfully and willfully, it’s the attitude that matters.

Don’t give reluctantly or in response to pressure. For God loves a person who gives cheerfully. 2 Corinthians 9:7