stewarding seeds

1/16/20231 min read

a variety of spices in wooden spoons on a blue surface
a variety of spices in wooden spoons on a blue surface

next in questions i’m asking in this season, not far from contemplating cultivating, is: am i stewarding my seeds well? which starts with - what are my seeds? what’s in my hands? my time, talent, treasure. what has the Lord planted in me that i need to be tending, toiling, investing, expressing, giving, growing.

the tension between contentment and high performance/progress is tough. and looks dangerously similar to complacency and striving.

while i am commanded to not worry about tomorrow, and reframe to what is in my hands now, it turns into an inventory question more that a direction question. can i work from calm, grounded confidence? can i create space to be “with” people in my sphere of influence? the now call may simply be sober-minded, alertness. humility and open hands with what is here now.

limits can be a gift. i’ve been given 3 talents, not 10. there is a boundary and domain to which i am called.

burnout may not be giving too much, but trying to give that which is not mine to give. trying to rule and reign where i’m not yet empowered to rule.

the tree of the knowledge of good and bad is an outside entity that wasn’t actually mine to have right now. can i fully trust God with the story?
can i trust He knows what’s good and bad far better than i do?
the limit: i am bringing a kingdom that is not my own, so it must come from a power that is beyond mine.
i am simply an image, an imager.

living within the limits - yes i am made in the image of God, but also, i am made from dirt - requires letting go of control, letting go of my story, releasing my seeds to someone who knows far better how to cultivate them.

no need for straining and striving, except for the kingdom.
we start from rest. our yoke is easy.