I almost didn’t go to church today. It was one of those days where I just didn’t want to leave the house. I felt like I was exhausted and slightly out of sorts and didn’t feel like seeing people. But, I finally decided that I could go to the later service (11:11 am) instead of the one we usually attend (9:45 am) and not have to rush to get ready. In all honesty, my daughter being so excited about Sunday School was really the driving force behind my decision to go. The service is much less populated than the 9:45 a.m. so it felt a little less intimidating (sometimes when I’m surrounded by people I feel a little bit like I don’t belong, since I go by myself and sometimes feel out of sorts). I really wish that I could meet a few people so I could sit next to someone each week who I could talk to and enjoy. But, we’ll save that for another post.
Today ended up being what they call “Dedication Sunday,” when they take financial promises for the following year. I’ve never been someone who “tithed,” although I always thought it was a good principle (giving away a certain percentage of your earnings). I’ve just never been disciplined enough to do it. But, I thought this was perfect timing to give me a “new year” to start trying to reach my financial goals. If I can start budgeting my money in such a way as to plan for our expenses, then I can include the “dedication” in that amount. And next month, in only four short days, I can begin to implement the plan. The focus of the sermon around Dedication Sunday was stewardship. And that really struck me in a big way. The question that really hit me hard was:
What does it mean to live life with stewardship constantly in mind?
I know what stewardship means – to care for, nurture, grow…but, I had never really spent much time thinking about it as a part of my everyday life. What would life be like if I thought of myself as a steward of EVERY GIFT I receive? Not just money (the focus of the Dedication Sunday sermon), but my jobs, my students, all of my relationships, my time, my energy, my health, my child, my husband, my community, my neighbors, my church, my experiences, my joy, my love, my laughter, the grace I’ve been given, forgiveness…think of how life would change if my focus was caring for and nurturing all those things. This blog? Everything.
So, I’m going to focus on this idea of stewardship. Taking care of what I have and what I am given as best I can. With purpose. I am starting another week tomorrow and I will be a bit exhausted, which always makes taking care difficult. I need to catch up on my grading tonight and tomorrow is a very, very, very long day (Monday always is). But, at least I have gotten some decent rest over the weekend and the house is only half a disaster rather than a whole disaster. So, perhaps I can get though this last week of October with some calm, some rest and some stewardship. We shall see…
What do you think? Are you a steward of what you have been given? Do you think it would change the way you live if you considered yourself one?