I think that the lesson of sacrifice is also another great lesson for our children (and TJ and I) to practice. A huge piece to that lesson is that true sacrifice doesn’t occur until you give more than you can, or really want to. And that it requires turning that noun, into a verb.
As I reflected on this concept of our sacrificing our desires for rice and beans month, it made me think a lot about the parable that Jesus told in the book of Luke chapter 21 verses 1-4:
“As Jesus looked up, he saw the rich putting their gifts into the temple treasury. He also saw a poor widow put in two very small copper coins. “Truly I tell you,” he said, “this poor widow has put in more than all the others. All these people gave their gifts out of their wealth; but she out of her poverty put in all she had to live on.”
I love this tangible way to look at what true sacrifice is. Just because you do something good and big and it blesses someone, or even lots of people, it does not necessarily define it as a sacrifice. But even something as simple as a hug, $5, a phone call, a bag of used clothes, that that could be a sacrifice. It doesn’t mean that both aren’t good, right? But there is just something…well…more “meaty” for both sides when what is done, is done through sacrifice.
If you do something, but it doesn’t cause you to sting, hurt, stretch, burn, cringe, strain, or some other form of uncomfort, then can you really call it sacrifice? But if all it causes is discomfort, then is there really a reason to do it? For it to be a true sacrifice, you must be willing to give something up, for the sake of something else. What are you willing to sacrifice for? Of course our children, and our family. But what about your neighbor? That person you really don’t like? For the hungry? The needy? The young? The old? I’m still learning. And I believe purposeful acts of practicing in sacrifice as a family will continue to grow character in us, and our children to hopefully open their hearts and eyes to choose to sacrifice at more sporadic, important moments in life.
On the same line of thought; I was able to experience our friends adopt 3 children yesterday from foster care. These parents truly sacrificed their lives to love children that otherwise would have had no home. It made me reflect on our own adoption day, and the thoughts that TJ and I had about all that we would be giving up by becoming parents to these children. I can tell you, without a doubt in my heart, that I am so glad I put aside myself and my "wants" and said yes. Because not only are they blessed by being a part of our family,but I am blessed and honored to be able to be their mom. I have been forever blessed by sacrifice. Therefore, I will choose to do it again.
Rice and beans. Who would of thought that something so simple could be so deep?
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A picture from our adoption day. I tear up every time I look at this picture. |