Today I read a blog titled “Concessions of an Over-Giver.”  My first thought was, how can you over-give?  After reading the blog I understood what she meant.  There is a big difference in over-giving and generosity.

That prompted me to think about my giving.  Just because I have it and I can, does that mean I should?

Granted, my mindset is if you can help (or give), then do.  But how I would define it and how the person receiving it would define it may be different.

Take my career for example.  Every time I hear of someone passing away, my first thought is always how can I help them or what can I give them to make this easier.  To me it makes perfect sense to reach out and want to make it all go away.

However, sometimes there is no grief, no closure or no acceptance unless the pain is gone through by the person.  That doesn’t mean they don’t want help or they won’t accept help, it’s just a matter of what kind of help is best for their situation.  And when you ask them how you can help, the usual reply is “I don’t need anything right now, thanks.”  But we all know they do need help they just don’t know how to express it in a way that won’t sound selfish.

So I’ve learned to say “Here is something I can help you with, is that alright?”  That doesn’t require any thought on their part, any guilt for accepting help and it still gives them the opportunity to be part of the process.  Once you have given to them, it’s much easier for them to ask for what they need later on.

Now, my mindset is this.  Here is how I can help (or give) to you that I hope is beneficial that won’t be too pushy or aggressive but that ads value to you and your situation.

Tisha Diffie

After the Fact – Final Affairs

_ Today is the 2nd anniversary of my dad’s passing.  Two years ago I had the privilege of spending the last 12 days of his life with him. The very last thing we did together was recite bible verses, him by memory me by reading. When he became too tired to continue, he asked me to read to him, my choice.  I chose Hebrews 11, Faith in Action. You can read it here

It’s now a tradition that on the morning of November 30th each year, I read the entire chapter out loud to him again. It is a wonderful reminder of the man my father was.

He was never a millionaire in money but was one in friends; he never owned a super fancy car but he always had transportation; he never had a closet full of tailored clothes but he always had something to wear; he never had the highest grade steak but he always had food to eat; he didn’t have a perfect life but was married for 45 years and had 2 children who married and gave him 4 grandchildren.

Ask me today what kind of life I hope to have when I reach the end, my answer is “I want to be as wealthy as my father was.”