“I have neither silver nor gold,
but what I do have I give you:
in the name of Jesus Christ the Nazorean, rise and walk.”
I am a missionary. And I have been one for the past 14 years. I do get frustrated sometimes with regards to money matters. I can’t buy coffee because I don’t have the cash. Or I can’t upsize because I lack funds. All superficial stuff – never about important needs, thank God.
But I also do get sad when I want to help out friends who are also struggling financially. Or when I want to help out a certain project, but just do not have the monetary capability.
And so this passage touched me. I do not have extra money I can routinely give away. Because I was not called to that. I was not called to be a mega-businessman who makes hundreds of thousands of pesos a month. I was called to be a missionary. And my wealth is different from how wealth is perceived.
I may not be able to give you money for your shortfalls, but I can lend you my ear to listen, my shoulder to cry on and my words to soothe. I won’t be able to fund your dream project, but I can help you conceptualize, organize and even actualize. I can’t bring you to places far an wide, but I can walk with you and give you comfort.
I do not have much (in the eyes of man), but what I do have, I give you.