Growing up, my family and I spent a month every summer living with my grandparents in Syracuse, New York. The house sits only about 200 feet from Lake Oneida.
As a kid, I had no idea this lake had an actual name. I thought it was called “Grandma’s Lake”. I also thought my grandparents owned the lake. How incredibly nice it was of them to share their lake with so many people!
Even though I eventually learned that they did not own the lake, I enjoyed thinking back on how generous I thought they were. Even though I was wrong, God still used it to teach me a lesson about being generous. I learned many other lessons from my grandparents as well like how to catch tadpoles in their little pools and fireflies on the grassy bank.
