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It’s that Time of the Year To be a Giver

 

By BO SANCHEZ

 

When I was a teenager preaching in small prayer groups all over the country, I’d see this woman sneak into the room, carrying a tape recorder inside a white plastic bag over her shoulder. And like clockwork, before I stepped down the pulpit, she’d sneak out and leave quietly, vanishing into thin air.

 

This woman would be present in every single talk.

I can only imagine the lunacy of this woman. If she wasn’t listening to me live, she was listening to me on tape.

 

So naturally, when I’d go home, I’d knock on my mother’s door and say, “Mom, how many times do I have to tell you, stop doing that! You embarrass me!”

 

My mother would open the door with an innocent look that could win an Oscar and ask, “Huh? What are you talking about?”

 

But behind her, I could already hear my voice being played from her recorder.

 

“Mom, you’re getting too proud,” I said, “and that’s pride just the same. Look at your room. It’s a national museum of my talks, my articles, my photos…”

 

Mom said, “Bo, don’t you know that God has given mothers an exception to that rule? Mothers can be very proud of their children.”

 

“Where did you read that? Vatican III?”

“Go away now. I’m busy,” she said.

 

No doubt about it. My Mother is the Founder, Chairman of the Board, and Chief Executive Officer of Bo’s Fans Club International. She continued to be so in her early 80s.

 

There was a time when every Sunday, I preached three times at the Feast: 8 a.m., 10:30 a.m., and 1 p.m. She attended all three sessions and listened to me preach every single time. Not content with that, before leaving the house on Sunday, she’ll first watch me preach at six in the morning on TV5.

 

Mom loves me. No doubt about it.

I also remember one thing about her…

 

Mothers Are Givers

 

We were a big family. Six kids. And whenever there was a birthday or some other special event, we’d always have fried chicken.

 

Like all kids, we would fight for the “drumstick”.

 

All those years growing up, I always thought Mom’s favorite part was the neck. Because every time we had fried chicken, she chose it. Later on, I realized she chose that piece because no one wanted it.

 

Why? Because my mother was a giver.

 

I guess most mothers are givers. They’d rather starve as long as their kids are able to eat.

I love my Mom. I really do.

 

But I’ve resigned myself to this undeniable fact-that I’ll never love my mother more then she loves me. It’s impossible. She loves me so much. I am who I am today because of that love.

 

I believe most Mothers are givers.

When they’re not, bad things happen.

 

Why Many People Have Problems

 

I thought all mothers and fathers are givers. Not true.

 

In my 30 years of ministry, I’ve met people who have so much emotional baggage, so much hurt and violence in their heart, that they’ve made terrible choices in life.

 

And through the years, I’ve found out one common thing among most of them: Their parents weren’t givers. They were takers.

 

Their mothers or fathers were selfish people-thinking only of themselves, shouting at their kids, beating them up, or abandoning them all together. When these children became adults, they made terrible choices in life, because they were so desperate for love.

 

Sometimes, the problem wasn’t selfishness. Just ignorance.

 

“As a child,” my friend said, “my mother gave me away to her older sister. Like I was a puppy.” Most of these people, now adults, still wonder why they were given away.

 

My friend, if your parents weren’t givers, go to God.

 

God is the greatest giver.

 

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son”.

 

Yes, God is the Founder, Chairman of the Board, and Chief Executive Officer of your Fans Club International. He watches every step you make, listens to every word you say. He loves you so much.

 

And He wants you to be a giver too.

 

The Lifestyle of Giving

 

Do you want to receive anything? More joy? More wisdom? More friends? More money?

 

Here’s what you do: Give away that exact same thing that you want to receive. Because that’s how the universe works.

 

Take the case of wisdom.

 

I give wisdom to people. I’ve written some 20 books so far.

 

But between the author and the reader, who gains more wisdom? The reader reads the book once. But the author rewrites his book ten times. Guess who remembers the truths more? Yes, I give wisdom. But I gain ten times the wisdom I give away.

 

Oh, I have one more story. The Greatest Story Ever Told about Giving. But, hey, you know the story already. You know, when God gave His only begotten Son to us. Yes, it’s the Christmas Story.

 

May your dreams come true!

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Author: Illustrado

From the Middle East to the rest of the world, IllustradoLife shares the stories of Filipinos expats from around the world, providing a global venue championing the world class Filipino. IllustradoLife features articles on fashion and beauty, travel, lifestyle, business, events and other topics of interest to the international Filipino community from its mother publication, Illustrado Magazine.

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