Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Your Typical Sunday School Lesson On Tithing

I have been debating on sharing this story with you just because I'm not proud of myself and my weaknesses and it's about a pretty private battle going on with me. But this whole blog is about being public with all of my financial decisions and battles and triumphs and this story falls right into that realm. For what it's worth, read on:

Because of my fabulous trip to San Francisco, I way Way WAY over did it on the spending. Because of this, I was short quite a lot to be able to pay my tithing on Sunday. I had the money in my savings, but not any in my checking. I did't want to tap into my precious savings account and figured I would just wait until my next payday and pay double tithing.

But I didn't feel good about that and figured Heavenly Father would bless me if I paid Him first. Please note I didn't come to this decision lightly.

Well then I woke up Sunday morning in a very grumpy mood. No idea why. But I did not want to get up and go to Church and I didn't want to see anyone and I just didn't want to do anything. Eventually, me being the good girl, I did get up to get ready to go (Church is at 8:00 a.m.) but was determined to take my time getting ready and if I was late, then I was late and SO WHAT! (Awful, I know - I don't know where my bad attitude came from!)

As planned, I was still getting ready when my roommate was ready to go to Church, so I sent her on her way and would meet up with her in a few minutes. At 7:58 a.m., I went out to my car and it was dead. It wouldn't turn over and it wouldn't even make a noise. Because I just replaced my battery last year, I was certain it was my alternator. It's four years old and it's a Ford and well, it just seemed like it might be time for that to go out. The lack of noise it made when I tried to turn it on seemed like it coincided with alternator issues I've had in the past with other cars.

Anyway, perfect opportunity to stay home since I couldn't reach Jennifer and of course everyone was already at Church. Well, almost everyone. All of a sudden, because I couldn't make it there, I felt an urgency to be there. I immediately thought I needed to call a neighbor friend of mine who happens to be a little late each week to Church. Luckily enough, he didn't disappoint and he was still home and was getting ready to leave. He very kindly picked me up and I made it in to Church about 10 minutes late.

The talks were all on Faith and things I really needed to hear. I also quickly turned in my tithing to ensure I didn't talk myself out of giving it (which I'm really good at doing - talking myself in and out of things I really shouldn't).

I came home from Church and went into my room and bawled my head off (not sure why again, just feeling really low) and prayed and apologized to Father for my attitude and bad mood/feelings. I felt better and the day went on as a nice, slow, easy-going day.

Monday evening my brother-in-law came over (thanks Ron) to check out my car. When I tried to turn it on, it made a clicking noise that's indicative of a bad battery. It didn't make that noise the day before and Ron was able to diagnose right away that it was a bad battery. He gave my car a jump and we drove over to Checker Auto to talk about the battery that was only a year old that was bad.

Last summer, my battery died on June 23, which was just over a year from when I took my car back this past Monday. They honored their year-long guarantee (even though it was over a year) and gave me a new battery for free!

What I thought was going to be a $300-400 job ended up costing me the gas to get to Checker Auto. That's it.

I have absolutely no doubt whatsoever that because I paid my tithing, as painful as it was, I was blessed. I'm certain it was the alternator on Sunday and only the battery on Monday.

What a great lesson in humility and faith, eh?


Allyson & Jere said...

That's a great story. Thanks for having the courage to share it. I know how hard it can be at times to pay that tithing.

Jen Hilton said...

I love ya Tara!

Jennifer said...

Good job. I think the biggest test of humility is blogging it to the world. I'm proud of you!

Bren's Life said...

You are so Incredible!! Thanks for the lesson. I'm glad everything is better now...

Deanna said...

I love reading that Tara. I have days like that fact, most of us do. I love how kind, patient and loving Heavenly Father always is. I love how he blesses us, even when it's been hard to do the right thing. Thanks for sharing!

Love ya lots. I love the pictures from S.F.

Anonymous said...

Your honesty is like a breath of fresh air. Keep being who you are!

Rosalie D.

Rachel said...

You're the best Tara! Great post!

Natalie said...

Deanna is SOOO right! We ALL have days like that, and I so understand your struggle! I bet you that that day was so hard because Satan knew that you were going to do a good thing and have a spiritual experience because of it and wanted you to be as low as possible to keep you from doing what you knew was right, and as a consequence feel even worse about yourself. That's just my take though! :) You're awesome Tara!

LCrook said...

Mmmmmmm. Don't you just love those little tender mercies?