When I was a little girl, I took the entire contents of my piggy bank and placed it in the church offering plate because the preacher had talked about whatever is given to God is multiplied. For weeks I waited for my money, multiplied greatly, to come back to me, and I daydreamed about how I would spend it when it finally came. I shake my head at my childish thinking now–my attitude about giving was all askew! We don’t give to GET; we give because we have been gifted so abundantly. God loves a cheerful giver. Am I giving to please myself…or Him?