We fixate so much on when seasons of darkness come, but sometimes faith feels like driving blindly into the sun … cresting suburban hills via physiological memory in the golden hours of late May. Even when it’s bright we can’t always see where we’re going.
How many things had to have gone “wrong” – and how much grace does it take – to eat oreos for breakfast at 6:44am in a Caribou visor…
with a degree from UNC and an active North Carolina Real Estate license.
“In This Hot Market” and dURinG tHese TiMes
I would tell my daughter that there are truer things than how she feels in this moment… when her face is long and she laughs at herself for it.
My face is long and I laugh at myself for it.
Sounding like the mother who no longer lives here,
amused by the religiously over-toned phrase, … my Mansion In Glory.
But genuinely considering eternal rewards.
eternal rewards. eternal rewards.
eternal rewards.
Twenty-five years and fifteen more; ten hours on the production floor.

I AM not as harsh as you think, God said to me this morning.

I long to be an Excellent One – not burying talent for fear of the faults and flaws my Maker knew I had when He bestowed the gifts upon me to begin with . . .

‘Then the servant with the one bag of gold came and said, ‘Sir, I know you are a hard man, harvesting crops you didn’t plant and gathering crops you didn’t cultivate. I was afraid I would lose your money, so I hid it in the earth and here it is.’

{Matthew 25:24-25}

I once heard a life-changing sermon on the parable of the talents where it was explained that the one guy buried his gifts because he had a harsh view of the story’s master, while the other two servants who multiplied their talents were equally commended not for the quantity of their multiplication, but that they acted in faith and multiplied at all …

Before then, I always fixated on the Master’s response to the third servant, not the third servant’s insulting and deflecting introduction to his own lack of effort…

Yikes, I would think. I better do something so God doesn’t respond to me that way. Not until I heard it preached differently did I hear how wrong and disrespectful the servant was in his perspective of, and approach to the Master.

Without faith, it is impossible to please God; but not because God is impossible, or even hard to please.

Our faith is not in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.
My faith is not in my own wisdom or flawlessness, but in the power of Love’s love for me. {1 Corinthians 2, 1 John 4:16}

The servant in the story believed it was all up to him to bear fruit, and that any fruit that was cultivated belonged to him and not to the Master. Never mind where he got the seeds and dirt to get started from …

The psalmic phrase of The Excellent Ones swirls steaming together in my mind with Malachi like whole milk and dark chocolate in a barista’s pitcher while the parable from Matthew 25 drips like two shots of espresso …

The Excellent Ones are not the ones that never make a mistake. They are the ones that walk by faith in the goodness and mercy and pleasure of God towards them, and find fullness of joy in His presence and in their service to Him. Like the two commended servants in the parable, The Excellent Ones believe that God is a rewarder of those who serve Him {Hebrews 6}. And because they believe this, they bring their talents out into the light. They expect God to find pleasure in their work for Him … instead of seeking refuge from Him in darkness.

What do I really believe about the Master I serve? And His view of what I deem to be mistakes?


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