Living by the scriptures

Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it. — Malachi 3:10

When I married my husband, Don, I went inactive, as I felt it wasn't fair to use his money to travel the 24 miles to Church. Of course, being inactive, it was also very easy to stop paying my tithing, especially since I very seldom had any earnings of my own.

The time came, however, approximately 10 years later, when that omission caught up to me. Don was not making enough money to make ends meet, and finally, I had to go to the bishop and ask for some help. The first question he asked was, "Are you paying your tithing?"

My answer was, "How can I pay my tithing when I don't even have the money to feed my family?"

"Well," the bishop said, "you know that the Lord promised us that if we pay our tithing we will have the things we need." He then proceeded to help us out with the groceries we needed. As I left his office, however, I was furious.

"I'll show him," I thought in my rebellious way. "I'll pay my tithing. I'll show him it doesn't work." At the time, I only had $12 a month coming in that I could actually say was mine, so when it came I paid $1.20 in tithing.

Within a month, Don had found a new job and had received three raises. Finally, after many years of struggling, we had enough money to pay our bills and to put food on the table. The Lord had truly opened the windows of heaven and poured out a blessing upon us. Since then I have always paid my tithing, even in trying times. I know that the Lord will provide us with the things we need as long as I do.

I have proved Him many times throughout the years, and He has always sent us blessings. Sometimes it is through family and friends who have helped us. He has never let us down. Whenever we come to a point in our lives where we truly need something, it is there for us. — Jo-Ann Peach, Claresholm, Alberta

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