A symbol consuming our generation and a cup of brew we make sure we can afford. My pastor used to call it “four bucks.”
We were excited to find out a small version would be placed on the 4th floor of our new cancer center. Not only would it be a patient satisfaction enhancer, it would help boost employee’s moral as well!
I fell to the trend and became a consumer when we moved into the new space. Sabrina was one of our first coffee baristas. A sweet smile and a story behind those eyes, she would soon remember me and my order.
Verses of scripture scribbled on paper would appear with my cup of Joe. It was fun to share in this new relationship and the wisdom she had come to know.
Years passed and Sabrina was promoted and moved off campus to a desk job within our hospital.
It wasn’t until she had an appointment as a patient, I would hear from her again. A chance run in at the cancer center’s lobby, and she shared her news. Since then, she had married and had two more children, boys, both toddlers. She had to be in her 30s.
I’d visit her from time to time as the toxins made for her healing through chemo were dripped into her bloodstream. What a champ! She worked on art during her appointments and I remember her finished portrait, two boxing gloves.
Keeping her composure and seeming strong, she finally asked me for help. Finances were a burden and she came to me a few times – gas money, cell phone bill.
God used HER to grow ME. I had been tithing to my church, but had fear when it came to helping anyone financially.
Just when I didn’t think I had any more to give, Sabrina came asking.
I learned biblical teachings on money, went to Crown classes and also had the Nine12 ministry under my belt. Now I was being tested to see God’s Word come alive.
In the midst of my internal struggle, I remembered hearing, “you can’t out give God.”
Thank God I trusted His Word on giving.
Sabrina’s colon cancer metastasized to her liver. I had only heard of her passing but never got to say goodbye.
Around the time of her death, I had a catering gig. A personal request came from a friend who was encouraging my passions aside from my day job. I found it quite interesting on my walk that particular morning when I discovered a $20.00 bill laying in the grass. When I completed my job, I received an envelope and in it, a check for over $100.
In this moment, I could only think of Sabrina and the blessing she was to me.
Because of her, my faith in God grew that day and I came to know His promises were really true.
“Give, and you will receive. Your gift will return to you in full–pressed down, shaken together to make room for more, running over, and poured into your lap. The amount you give will determine the amount you get back.” Luke 6:38 NLT