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Theo Tigno•
11/3/2011 11:51 am
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Friday, November 4th 2011 |
Luke 16: 1-8
Jesus said to his disciples, "A rich man had a steward who was reported to him for squandering his property. He summoned him and said, 'What is this I hear about you? Prepare a full account of your stewardship, because you can no longer be my steward.' The steward said to himself, 'What shall I do, now that my master is taking the position of steward away from me? I am not strong enough to dig and I am ashamed to beg. I know what I shall do so that, when I am removed from the stewardship, they may welcome me into their homes.' He called in his master's debtors one by one. To the first he said, 'How much do you owe my master?' He replied, 'One hundred measures of olive oil.' He said to him, 'Here is your promissory note. Sit down and quickly write one for fifty.' Then to another he said, 'And you, how much do you owe?' He replied, 'One hundred measures of wheat.' He said to him, 'Here is your promissory note; write one for eighty.' And the master commended that dishonest steward for acting prudently. For the children of this world are more prudent in dealing with their own generation than the children of light."
Dawg's thought:
Today's prayer intention - for the repose of the soul of Alyce and Les Burke.
What shall I do?
I used to live in a house in which I had two roommates. During that time, I had a few "lean" moments. During this time, I had a container full of change which was how I got to eat. I reserved the cash that I had for gas and bills. Praise God for 99¢ specials!
It was embarrassing to walk into the store with a handful of change. Sometimes, though, I'd get someone who'll say, "thank you so much, I was running out of change."
I bring up the two roommates because they had food in the house. Sometimes, they'd share some of their food with me. Yet, in the times when they were not there, I couldn't bring myself to eat what otherwise belonged to them. Despite desperate times, I couldn't simply eat the food that belonged to someone else if it wasn't offered.
Although the change didn't seem like much, it was enough for me to eat ... it was enough for me so that I wouldn't have to make a bad choice.
There are times when it seems like the God is working in my life feels more like spare change versus a full bank account. There are times when I look at my life ... when I look at the situations of my life ... when I look at the people in my life ... and I cannot help but think that all I have is a jar of change.
During the jar of change years, I always seemed to find change in the right places. I could find it in the car. I could find it under my bed. I could find it in clothes (sometimes there would even be a dollar bill there). These were fragments left over from times when it seemed like there was an abundance. These were fragments that have been waiting there. These were fragments that pointed to the truth that we know: God provides.
When it seems like we're working with a "jar of change" isn't it good to know that it is the Lord Who has provided the change? When it seems like all we have are the scraps, isn't it a blessing to think about how a scrap from God's table, with faith, healed the Canaanite woman's daughter?
The dishonest steward used his gifts in order to survive. While his actions aren't one to be modeled, the master saw that he used his gifts ... he used what he had in order to survive. Although his gifts may have appeared atrophied, in desperate times, he finally used his gift.
I don't know if you feel like your are in a state of struggle at this time, but if you are, God does give you what you need. It may look like a little scrap, but God provides and a scrap may be all that's needed.
The question is what will you do with that scrap? Take care and God Bless.
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