When I was a kid, my brothers and I would save up all our change to give to our church on Christmas Eve. One year, my younger brother put all our change in a Hershey’s Cocoa tin. It was heavy — and loud.
When he put it in the offering plate, it made a big clang. And it clanged again every time someone passed the plate. I like to think the spectacle inspired other people to give more.
But giving to the church for me was sporadic until I became involved in church leadership here at Foundry. It was then that I finally grew to understand that giving is a spiritual practice, and, like all good spiritual practices, the more you do it, the more you benefit from it. I have become less worried about money, and more grateful for what I have. My yearly estimate and monthly contribution feel like acts of faith.
It’s not always easy.
Two years ago, the magazine I worked for laid me off (such is the life of a reporter), and I had no idea what my financial situation would be. But I decided I would keep making my monthly payments until money got tight. Luckily, enough freelance work materialized that I’ve been able to make those contributions, even though my income dropped. Every check still feels like a bold act of faith to me.
Dan Vock grew up in the Chicago suburbs. He started attending Foundry shortly after moving to Washington 16 years ago. His favorite memories of Foundry include teaching English, traveling to the U.S.-Mexico border, getting married to Mariana (during a Capital Pride parade, no less), and seeing his two kids get baptized here.