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Teaching Your Children the Art of Giving

  • Jeff Anderson
Parents want their children to be generous.
Among the first words we teach them are “momma”, “dadda”, “yes” and “no.”

Somehow they learn “mine.”

Then we teach them “share.”
It pleases us when we see them give.  And it pains us when they are selfish with their stuff.  As they grow, they will encounter the same challenges we do as adults – generous living does not come naturally to us.
As father to four children ages 8 to 18, below are some ways we strive to pass along biblical generosity in the Anderson home.
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