“Do not let your heart
envy sinners (or people with more talent than I), But live in the fear of the
Lord always” (Prov. 23:17) (Hainley Rendition)
Okay, I admit
it. I know I am not supposed to ‘envy’ people who have wonderful talents
and can do all those things that I would like to be able to do, but I do!
I would dearly love to be able to paint a beautiful picture or play an instrument,
or be a great orator, but God did not choose to give me those talents.
But, as I have grown
more mature (a nice way of saying I am getting as old as dirt), Paul’s message
that we all have very special talents available when we need them, resonates in
my spirit. I believe it is how committed we are to using those special talents
for the building of the Kingdom of God that determines the crowns that will be
ours on judgment day.
Have you ever noticed
that when God looks for something for His service, He usually looks for
something common so that all will understand. He prefers to hone His own
edge out of rough metal. An old country preacher put it this way: “When He really needs something done, He
looks for a broken vessel and smashes it, and then remolds it into the image of
His Son.”
I believe most would
agree that Paul was a rough sort of dude. He was as anti ‘The Way’ as one could get; a Pharisee, a
persecutor of God’s people. BUT one day, when Paul was on the Damascus road,
God looked down and said, “I’ll take that one and molded him into My image!”.
When God choose the
person who would introduce Jesus to the world, He choose a wild sort of
prophet, the eater of locust and wild honey. Jesus said, “Among those
born of women there is no one greater than John”.
Sooooo, if God can use
a murderer (Moses) who had just spent forty years being honed into a sharp edge
to lead his people from the bondage of Egypt, why not you or me to be that
person who, when God asks, “Who can I
send” will say, “Here, send me”. As a matter of fact, I can make a
guarantee to you, if you are open and in tune with what God would do through
you today, the field is white with opportunities for harvest.
Blessings,
Gramps
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