We often talk about stewarding the gifts God has given us well.
Sometimes i think about the gifts being the home we live in. Sometimes those who serve well, cook well, and teach well. These are the gifts so often referred to. I am not dismissing that or ignoring it.
Yet we are supposed to be using these gifts to be coming back to a heart of worship.
Today as I sit with my sweet child and read him a book, I am reminded how worship can look in the everyday rhythms of our lives.
Reminded how reading to my kids is stewarding a precious gift the Lord has given me. How if I am readjusting my focus, this too is using the gifts God has given me to worship.
The gift of a sweet child nestled in my lap. >
This reminds me the Father would love nothing more to have me nestled into Him.
The gift of a library near by to get books from. The gift of books we own. >
This reminds me that I can climb up in my Fathers arms and read His word.
The gift of sharing my love of reading with my child.>
This reminds me of the many ways the Lord has used words outside the Bible to shape my heart and life. How my passion for reading is indeed a gift that He uses to grow me.
All these little things have the potential to draw my heart back to the Father. That He desires to teach me. To hold me.
That the gifts he has given aren't just talents, they aren't just things, they are my circumstances. How I choose to use those circumstances.
Reading the same book 87 times a day to a toddler, or reading another superhero book is not always my favorite task. Yet I can find worship in those moments. If I look.
One of my top three desires this year is to be thankful when I feel thankless. This draws me to Him always. The giver of all good things.
-Ven
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