What Mom Taught Me

When I was five years old in Independence, Kansas, distances seemed enormous to walk—especially when the neighborhood kids had bikes. So, I wanted a bike. My mom and dad were agreeable to this and said if I saved up my “chores” money, I could get one.

Mom gave me a brass piggy bank about the size of a softball, complete with eyes, ears, a curly tail, and a slot on top. I was eager to put in my pennies, nickels, dimes, and the occasional quarter (a huge amount!) that Mom gave me for doing tasks around the house. I had my eye on an orange Schwinn Stingray, complete with a banana seat and wide handlebars. I could picture myself riding—rather than walking—the mile to school with my friends each day.

I was more than happy to skip 5-cent candy and 12-cent comic books for a season so I could get that bike more quickly. My postponed gratification was rewarded when the bank was full, and I was able to go to the Schwinn store with my parents to celebrate my triumph.

Fitting for the Easter season, there is a lot of triumph in our church’s future: becoming debt-free; creating a perpetual revenue stream through a funded endowment; enhancing our worship and online experiences; and upgrading our building systems.

So far, 148 families are postponing some purchases in order to help us reach our $2,000,000 goal. The commitments have been inspiring. Surpassing our goal is well within reach as more families respond to the prayer, “God, what do you want to do through me?” About 50 more commitments will get us where we all want to be. You can make yours HERE.

Will you be one of those families?
Will you remember what our mothers taught us?
Will you be part of the triumph?

See you Sunday as we celebrate our mothers,

Matt Gaston
Lead Pastor