What are you a steward of?
A steward is a person who protects and is responsible for property, money, etc.
Lately I've given this idea a lot of thought. As a sleep-deprived stay-at-home mommy living on cowboy's wages, I don't feel like I've been given a lot to take care of. I'm not a millionaire. I have almost no time I can call my own. It would be pretty easy for me to say "You know God, I don't think I need worry about using my resources wisely. It feels like I have only barely enough to survive, anyways."
Oh, but that would be a wrong statement.
What did I do the other day when both girls were napping? Did I sleep to refresh myself? No. Did I try and do some writing? Cleaning? No and No.
I played a silly little miniclip game called Bloomin' Gardens. So nothing was gained, no good fruit bore of my immature antics.
I don't think any of us can afford to forget that we are constant stewards of a myriad of things God has entrusted us with. Those blessings that God entrusted us with surround us. They are absolutely everything..friends, cars, money, time, family, children, gifts, talents...the list goes on and on.
And each time we squander what He gives us, we find we have less entrusted.
There is a story about this in the Bible. The master gives each of his servants money to care for while he is away. When he returns he finds that two of the three servants invested his money in such a way that it bore fruit. He gives those servants even more to care for. But the one who took the money and hid it away was given nothing at all. (See Matthew 25:14-30)
Be a good steward. I know I need to be. When I open my eyes I see I'm surrounded by things that can bare fruit. I don't have quiet time, but I do have time to cook and clean. I don't have tons of money, but am still blessed with more than enough to save and give. I don't have sleep, but I do have two precious daughters whose lives I'm entrusted with to shape and help grow into adults that know God.
Nothing God has given me will bear fruit as long as I sit on my couch and play Bloomin' Gardens, bemoaning the fact that I'm exhausted and have run out of patience. How silly of me. How wrong of me. And how much better does life feel when I am a good steward. Suddenly I have more peace, a restful spirit, a joyful heart. Because it feels wonderful to be a good steward. It feels beautiful to be entrusted with blessings that give forth God's goodness to others as well.
What has God made you a steward of?
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