serving as a steward


The Lord and I were talking with each other this morning and the conversation went like this …

Thank you, Father, for allowing me to own what I own. I know many own little or nothing. And yet, you’ve allowed me to own clothes, an education, cars, a house (well, that’s a ‘work in progress,’ right?), and …

“… the whole earth belongs to me.” (Exodus 19.5 CEB)


“Everything under heaven is mine.” (Job 41.11b CEB)

Even the stuff I can’t see, like the air?

“Clearly, the LORD owns the sky, the highest heavens, the earth, and everything in it.” (Deut. 10.14 CEB)

People, too?

“The earth is the LORD’s and everything in it, the world and its inhabitants too.” (Psalm 24.1 CEB)

But Father, I thought I could “give” you things. I want to give you things. Things like my money, my time, and my service.

“… the whole world and everything in it already belong to me.” (Psalm 50.12 CEB)

But, if everything already belongs to you and stuff doesn’t define me, what am I and what am I to do?

“… a servant of Christ who has been given the work of explaining God’s mysterious ways. And … [your] first duty is to be faithful to the one … [you] work for …” (1 Cor. 4:1-2 CEV)

So even my own body I work with …

“You have been bought and paid for, so honor God with your body.” (1 Cor. 6.20 CEB)

Got it. It’s my job to treat everything in this world, including myself, like you own it – because you do – and you’ve just entrusted it to my good care and keeping.

“The earth and all that is in it belong to the Lord.” (1 Cor. 10.26 CEB)

Father, let me own that understanding in every way, big and small!