“But the third servant brought back only the original amount of money and said, ‘Master, I hid your money and kept it safe. I was afraid because you are a hard man to deal with, taking what isn’t yours and harvesting crops you didn’t plant.’” Luke 19:20-21
“‘Yes,’ the king replied, ‘and to those who use well what they are given, even more will be given. But from those who do nothing, even what little they have will be taken away.’” Luke 19: 26
Often, I’ve been fooled into hiding what God invested into me for fear. I’ve recanted my statements mid-sentence for fear of people’s reaction, although I knew what I uttered was the truth, secretly harboring what could be a blessing to someone else, yet afraid to speak up because of my unfavorable view of myself. This individual that hid the king’s money was riddled, overcome, and crippled by fear. Rather than maximizing the wonderful gifts of God, he or she did nothing. Years, upon years, I looked for a miracle that I already possessed. Composition in Jesus name was the last thing I thought was of value. Even when I became aware of its value I buried it under the unfounded notion that I possessed something that I was not GREAT enough to manifest. That was until desperation set in.
Recalling the story of the widow with the flour and oil that never ran out, as she trusted God, using what little she had to be a blessing to the man of God (1 Kings 17:8-24). I convinced myself that I could write in Jesus name, and God would bless me through my minute gifts and abilities for my faith and obedience. At that time, I did not value my gifts the way God did; however, I was so desperate that had no other opportunities besides what I already possessed. Similarly, the widow did not focus on what she lacked, she saw how she could still be used mightily by God to be a blessing. God provided opportunities for me to be a blessing in my lack, and then he provided more. Currently, I am waiting for more resources from God, but I will not overlook the fact that we never run out. Even if we have to reach out for help, as the widow did.
The takeaway is to come out of hiding, with the complete understanding that hidden treasure which God has provided will be snatched away, but invested treasure, even in small quantities will be multiplied by God. Additionally, using what we have to be a blessing, is important to God. That widow could have said, as many of us do, I’m too _______ to help someone else. Nevertheless, her faith in God coupled with desperation persuaded her. She was sure that whatever she poured out to help the man of God would be replenished, in her case indefinitely, by the mighty hand of the Lord.
What gifts have you buried? How often has God called you to exercise faith and use what he gave you to bless others? How do you begin? What will the end look like when stepping out by faith and giving God what little you have left?
The truth is, God is able to do exceeding and abundantly more than we could ever ask or imagine (Ephesians 3:20). The end for the poured out believer is beyond words. There is no limit to what God will do when we simply use what he gave us. For many of us, Satan tries to shut our mouths, take our fingers off of the keyboard, or other devices we use for outreach, yet he remains defeated. He has told me that I am not smart enough, witty enough, and under the socioeconomic status of my peers. I proclaim that I am who God says I am. I am more afraid of not stepping out by faith, thus displeasing God than fearing the opinions of man. After all, God called us to step out, knowing what he placed in us. Satan wants us to sit down, lie down, and be extremely quiet for fear of what God placed in us. Sure, the attacks will increase as we are profiting the Kingdom of God, but in addition to an investment, we also have protection in our Lord.
Dig it Up! Use your little! Help someone in need come to know the love of God, in your lack, in the name Jesus, dig up Gods gifts and invest them!
Playing in dirt, uprooting my gifts
Once viewed invaluable somehow uplifts
With eyes fixed on Jesus, my perspective shifts
Playing in dirt, uprooting my gifts
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