Created to Create

Lately, I have been given a large amount of time to myself. My mother made the comment to me last week that this is the first time in my life that I don't have to do anything. In school I had to do schoolwork. In college I had to do college studies. At work I had to labor, but now though still employed, just unused for the past few weeks (till the boss finds more work for me to do) I have been given 'time'.  I have been led by God to discover the meaning of time, the time that is given to us. I want to be a good steward of my time and the goods God has given to me. We were made in the image of the creator and so we are called to create, as in the beginning when God gave the garden to Adam and said for him to work in it. We are made to work, and now it is left to me to decide where to place my time, whether to glorify God or to glorify self. If I glorify myself, I am given just that, self... and all that evil that comes with it. I don't want this to be my end prize. This unused period of time comes in week long spurts and has happened before at TAG with me. I used to panic and run out and grab all the applications I could and fill them out, but before I could turn them back in, my boss Travis, who is also my older brother, would say he needs me back at work. A month later the process would happen again and now the third time. I just anticipated the same... for the first week at least, now Wednesday of the second week I realize that I have been given this time to learn. To learn what to do with my self.

 On Monday I woke up early and set out to take my time by the horns, and I did. By the end of the day I had made several life changing decisions about a large quantity of the money God had given me and about my future time. Then at the end of the day I looked out at the waning purple and deep black of twilight over the mountains and thought to my self. "At what point did I ask God what he wanted me to do?" Wow, what a powerful mistake I could have made! The feeling sunk into my gut. I realized that when I mess with the amount of money God has given me for this trip, I mess with the time that I leave, and that is God's time! Not mine to mess with. The next day I never left the house; it was spent in dedication of Christ, to peruse and to listen. With that, I spent my time far, far more productively being subject to God than by taking instant initiative, possibly in the wrong direction. The choices I made on Monday I now feel were the right ones, but I have prayed that if they were not that I may still be able to change them. Now if only I can blend the initiative of Monday with the obedience of Tuesday... He is still working on me.

 My time has gone now into The Truth Project, The Federalist Papers, upkeep of a home, time in prayer, and seeking to send out prayer letters. This is Wednesday and I am looking for something to create. Pottery, painting, a short story perhaps. We were created to create and I feel that desire today. There is a deep fulfilling pleasure that comes with being a good steward of what God gives.

Gen 2:2-3

-And on the seventh day God ended His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done. 

Gen 2:15-16 

- Then the Lord God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to tend and keep it. 

 NKJV

Soli Deo Gloria

In Christ, David Greene