charity wrote:So have I.
No, you haven't.
We supported a family of six children on a teacher's income. We always qualified for "reduced price" meals at the schools, but we couldn't even afford that. I made our kids lunches to take from home to save even a few pennies there. We shopped at thrift stores and never had a car less than 10 years old. And for the years I was a stay at home mom, we had one car. We never lived in nice suburban homes with multiple bathrooms. All 8 of us made do with one bathroom and the scheduling problems that caused trying to get everyone ready to go at the same time. We never took the kids to Disneyland or any other fancy vacation. Once a month we went out for a big night to have a hamburger, milkshake and french fries at the McD. The kids had whatever sports and music activities were given through the schools. No tennis lessons or gym club memberships. We were below poverty level every year we had all six kids at home. So don't try to patronize me, either.
We supported a family of
eight kids on a farm laborer's income. We didn't have health insurance until my oldest was 8 and then only because I was working one day a week, substituting for my mom, and she twisted her boss's arm so I could pay half and they pay half. We qualified for
free lunch. We lived in a single-wide trailer, until all 8 kids were born, then we upgraded to a 15 year old double wide and thought we were in heaven. We went to visit family when we went on vacation, the kids riding in the back of the pickup under a canopy a friend let us borrow. My kids didn't go to Disneyland until one of them went there on his honeymoon long after our poverty phase was over. We were on food stamps and church welfare for a while. My kids looked nice for church and school because I was a talented seamstress. I could take a thrift store man's shirt, cut it down for a youth and no one would know where it came from. My girls' dresses looked like they'd been bought at a high end clothing store because I knew how to make them look like that. Etc. etc. etc.
Give it up, charity. I can out-poverty almost anyone on this board. You know poor. I know poverty.
We borrowed money some years to pay a full tithe. Paid 20% interest on it. It was stupid of us, but we thought we were being obedient. Now paying a full tithe isn't a sacrifice. Back then, it was more than a sacrifice. Back then, it was torture.
No one ever starves or goes homeless for paying tithing.
I don't supposed food stamps and church welfare qualifies as starving, no. The things we went without are a bit higher on Needs heirarchy: We swept the carpet with a broom because we had no vacuum. We hung our clothes on a clothesline, even in the dead of winter, because we had no dryer (which gives new meaning to "freeze dried"). We scrubbed the floor on our hands and knees because we had no mop. Heck, one year we baked up a bunch of baked goods, took them to the county fair and entered them in the contest, and then we pooled all the premium money we got so we could buy our first color tv. Prior to 1985, we only had a 12" black and white tv. We didn't buy our first VCR until well into the 90's. We survived because of where we live (it's easier to put food on the table in the middle of farmland where the farmers let you glean the fields and orchards than it is in the middle of the big city). It was a challenge to see how I could out-smart poverty so not even our closest friends would know how really poor we were. And I did. And I'm damn proud of the fact that because of some decisions we made in the late 80's, we no longer live like that. But the church certainly never gave us a pass on paying tithing. Oh, no. Tithing came before health insurance, before food and house, before clothes and shoes, before everything. They could afford to do without my tithing, but they layered on the guilt with a trowel to take the little bit I had.