What does it really mean to sacrifice?
October 22, 2009 | T. Suzanne Eller
Many of you mailed blankets — some bought, some homemade — all beautiful. I’m packing them to take with me on Monday to Ecuador for the babies in the Infant Survival program. Some also sent clothing and baby food.
Thank you!
I know it was a sacrifice, and I’m grateful.
I’ve been thinking about sacrifices lately. I never stop to pray about buying a pizza, or a mango raspberry smoothie. I didn’t pray last month when I bought a pair of shoes. I weighed the decision, but it didn’t seem like a sacrifice, so God wasn’t invited into the process.
How many times have I seen a need and I prayed before responding. Lord, do you want me to sacrifice? Why is it that only the God things are considered a sacrifice? Why don’t I respond as naturally as I do to the fruit smoothie or shoes?
I’ll be visiting an Infant Survival program with Compassion International in Ecuador.
I’ve traveled on many mission trips, leaving overwhelmed by the need and what is yet to be done. But it’s powerful when you visit a country and you see what can be done, and what is being done, and will go on long after you have left.
The Infant Survival program gives children a chance to survive against AIDS, malaria, and malnutrition. It allows caring individuals like you to make a one-time $20 donation to help a baby stay healthy and whole. Isn’t that an awesome investment?
I am praying that many of you who are reading this today will respond and help a child. I’ll be sharing pictures from Ecuador all next week. I’ll show you the fruits of this dedicated organization that literally ministers to thousands of children all over the world.
I appreciate you–more than you know.
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Hi Suzanne. I just had to come tell you that I read your P31 devotional. I literally had to do a double-take look when I saw the scripture at the top. Why? Because I posted on my blog last Friday about God showing me the verse (Heb. 11:1) twice in one day within only minutes of each other. Now here is the third time. Here’s the post if you’d like to visit and read.
http://hisways-isaiah558.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-not-about-seeing.html
Sweet blessings,
October 23rd, 2009 at 9:18 amPaula
This mornings devotion had me in tears of remembrance. Tears for the pain that I caused my parents, the hurtful things that I have said and done… and finally tears of joy that I have been forgiven! I was a prodigal daughter. The years that my mom spent praying for me- I used to call it her addiction! I started my wild ride at a mere 14 years old! But, thank the Lord for her addiction. The Lord has worked on me and I came back home in Fall of 1992, 19 years old- I was lost, scared and pregnant! My parents took me in and loved me again. I couldn’t believe it. I gave my life to Jesus about a year later and let Him take the wheel. Now I am happily married to a good Christian man with 3 active boys. I have also picked up my moms addiction of praying for them daily… But it is my only addiction. : ) Bless you for this message. Many need to hear it and not give up. Stay strong in your faith, Gods word NEVER returns void!
October 23rd, 2009 at 11:32 amGreat questions in this post, Suzie.
Devo worthy questions (hint, hint
Love you ~ Rachel
November 5th, 2009 at 9:14 am