My Outrageously Generous Parents.
I think my obsession with living a generous life came from watching my parents model this to me extravagantly throughout my childhood.
My mother is from the Philippines and my Dad is from Srilanka. Both came from very modest upbringings. Their parents, however, did everything in their power to see their children had an education. Their story on how they came to Australia, and how hard they worked is inspiring. When I think about it, I am reminded of the limitless blessings and resources that we have here in the West.
Both my parents have never forgotten where they have come from, and how blessed they are. For as long as I can remember, they have been outrageously generous.
A touching Beetle Story
One story I vividly remember, when I was around 12 or 13. Our family had bought an old VB Volkswagen. It had a sunroof, and my father who loved voxwagen’s, splurged to get it ‘done up.’ His plan was to use it as a cool, fun family car for long car rides and fun beach trips. When it was finished it was this ultra-cool, roofless, bright yellow VW. Seeing it all done up we were all excited to pile in, drive around and be the coolest brown family alive. Just after we got it back from the mechanic, after it had been ‘hooded up’ a family very close to us were going through a hard time financially. They desperately needed money.
My parents didn’t have any spare cash at the time to give, but we did have this newly done up car which we had just gotten back from the mechanic. Technically we didn’t need it. I remember my father coming into the room, and asking us children if it was okay if he sold the Yellow VW so that he could give money to this family. We all loved the VW, but the thought of helping that family was far more appealing. We all said yes and before long our beloved yellow car was sold, and the money was given away.
I am not sure if that family ever knew what it took for us to give that money. The truth is, it doesn’t matter. For my parents always gave without an agenda, no thanks needed, considering it an honour to be able to give what they could whenever they could. I wonder if my parents knew at the time, the impact they were having on the children they were raising.
Watching parents whose hearts were endlessly generous, we learned from a young age the joy and deep importance of giving.
We learned what it meant to live to give, by watching it first hand each and every day in some way.
I am desperate to live a life of outrageous generosity. For to reign in life is to be generous. Not only of money and possessions, but also of time, hospitality, friendship, knowledge and resources. To give. And expect nothing in return.
In my new book on generosity, for seven weeks, arriving on Amazon on July 5th, I am intentional to do something generous for someone else every day. I journal my experience. Prepare to be entertained (wink). Being generous in daily life when you are busy, emotional, tired, and not feeling the ‘joy of the Lord,’ isn’t always as easily said than done.
I wonder, my beloved have you had a story where someone’s generosity has touched your life?
Or where you have given to someone or something and experienced pure joy?
We would all love to hear.
Please comment below!
You are deeply loved and richly cherished,
Reign in life
Wink: Mark used to generously buy me outfits when he went travelling. Thinking, no doubt that he was blessing me. He would painstakingly pick the most hideous outfits. When he presented them to me proudly, I didn’t know if he was joking or serious. But alas, he was 100 percent serious. 100 percent.
He thought he was showing me deep love, and generosity and his outfits were truly spectacular. Due to my inability to keep pretending, as well as my lack of desire to be caught dead in the outfits, it didn’t take him long to get the hint and stop bestowing his generous gifts upon me. I was saved from his questionable perception of what was stylish. He now knows that I love generosity from him, just not through him purchasing me ugly clothes that I would have to pretend to like and secretly give away.
Enough said. Love you Greenie.