If you were God, what would you collect? What would you treasure in your portfolio?
Some people collect stamps or coins. Others collect dolls or teddy bears. Others collect antique cars or baseball cards.
God says, “Here are my treasures. Earth. Everything in it – plants, animals, minerals. All who live on earth – people from every tribe, language, people group, nation. I made them all. They’re all mine. I possess all things.”
That’s what it says about God in Psalm 24:1, “The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it.”
You and I might lay claim to a postage size plot of ground and everything piled up on it. But God owns it. The bank might try to hold the title deed. But the Bible says God owns the property, the deed, and the people that work at the bank. He is Creator and Possessor of All.
There is only one who stands out as one worthy of our worship . . .
○ The God of the Bible who created the earth and everything in it.
○ The God who possesses all things.
○ The God who owns the earth . . . and he’s not listing it for sale.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Not Getting What We Expect
A woman answered the knock at her door to find an obviously destitute man who wanted to earn some money by doing odd jobs. She was touched by his need and asked, “Can you paint?”
“Yes,” he said. “I’m a pretty good painter.”
“Well, here’s a gallon of green paint and a brush. Go around the house and you’ll see a porch that needs repainting. Be very careful. When you’re done, I’ll look it over and pay you what it’s worth.”
It wasn’t more than an hour before he knocked again. “All finished,” he reported.
“Did you do a good job?” she asked.
“Yes. But Lady, there’s one thing I’d like to point out to you. That’s not a Porsche back there. That’s a Mercedes.”
We don’t always get what we expect when we ask people to serve.
“Yes,” he said. “I’m a pretty good painter.”
“Well, here’s a gallon of green paint and a brush. Go around the house and you’ll see a porch that needs repainting. Be very careful. When you’re done, I’ll look it over and pay you what it’s worth.”
It wasn’t more than an hour before he knocked again. “All finished,” he reported.
“Did you do a good job?” she asked.
“Yes. But Lady, there’s one thing I’d like to point out to you. That’s not a Porsche back there. That’s a Mercedes.”
We don’t always get what we expect when we ask people to serve.
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