I want to be known as being generous.  I want to learn how to be sacrificially generous.  I want to learn how to be happy that it costs me to reach out to others.  I want to be generous  with love, with kind words, with a smile at the people who I meet at the grocery store.  I want to ask the guy sitting alone at the bar to join my friends and me for dinner.  I would love to ask someone how they are doing through the day and have them feel that I really care, that I want to know.  I want to be generous with money and my resources. I want to give to make a difference, but I want Jesus to guide my heart to those places. I want to give to the church without feeling like it is my duty. I want it to be from my heart and not limited to a certain amount each month. I want to give to Jesus by giving to those who are in need.  I want to have his eyes of generosity. I need to be generous.  I need to respond to the love of Jesus, his sacrifice for me, his unconditional compassion and care for me, by being giving.  I am compelled to respond.  I am moved.  I have been challenged.