It was soooooo frustrating: the camp auction. All I wanted was a gift certificate to my favorite bakery. As we bid higher, a friend outbid us. Again and again. Man I wanted the ginger cookies from this bakery or a loaf of challah bread. But here was a friend of mine bidding them out of sight! Forget it. Let him have it.
And yet I won so much more than a dozen ginger cookies.
The next morning I awoke to the crisp camp air and an envelope sitting on my windshield. Inside was a handwritten note with that contentious gift certificate.
“Thank you for your generous support…. You’ve really helped me both develop professionally and make camp a better place…”
Hand written. Simple. Genuine.
Now that’s stewardship. Dang, I know these cookies are going to cost me a hefty contribution. But boy they are tasty.
