Susan LaffertyFrom an early age, I learned about giving. Putting money in the offering plate.
Then Mom and Dad taught me to tithe my small allowance.
It wasn’t much. But I learned what a tenth was.
And gave every Sunday at our church in Surabaya.
New covenant.
Not like before. When glory shone on the mountaintop, obscured by clouds. Or in the tabernacle’s Holy of Holies, behind the veil.
Or the time glory filled the temple and no one could enter.
No, something changed.
Differences. In communities. At school and work. Church.
And families.
Sandpaper, at times. Irritating encounters. Opposing views getting in the way of relationships.
One day, when our kids were young, it hit me.
