Working for God

Yesterday my older brother and I went to home group, which by far, is my highlight of the week. We hade a meeting, followed by a potluck dinner with a few hours of fellowship with likeminded believers! It's such an encouragement to talk to others that share my faith and worldview.

So I was talking to Rudi (Father of six), well, actually he was talking to another father, and I was listening. He was talking about George muller and how he (George) relied on God for his financial needs. So as Rudy was talking about this, I asked how one would know when he was to wait for God to supply the money for whatever the need was, or when one should just go out and make the money (As in work for it. Not counterfeiting). What he then said really stuck with me.
He said that we don't work to make money, we work to further the kingdom of God. When we view work, be it our usual job or working for a neighbor, or even sweeping the floor, as our God given task, He will supply our needs. That totally changes the reason for which work. We go from working for the money to working for God.
I think of Adam in the garden of eden. "And the Lord God took the man and put him into the garden of Eden, to dress and keep it." (Genesis 2:15) God gave Adam a task: to take care of the garden, this was his work. Now God could easily have taken care of the garden himself, but he gave charge of it to Adam.
So when we're working, we ought to view it as a task from God: "And whatsoever you do, do it heartily, as unto the Lord, and not to men." (Colossians 3:23)
So basically, when you are about Gods business, he will take care of your finical needs. Take George Muller for example, he was taking care of orphans, not a very lucrative occupation. But the Lord blessed him and provided for his needs.

The Forest from the Trees

Last night, my Beautiful Mother and I were filling the car with gas and My Dad's work, and we saw a bunny over in the grass near one of the buildings. It didn't look like a wild rabbit, more like one that you would see at a county fair. So I slowly walked over to it and bent down with my hand outstretched. The bunny skeptically hopped closer and closer until it was sniffing my hand. I then tried to reach out a little farther to pet it's head, in doing so I scared it and set it to running. After it started hopping away, Mom lamented that it was to bad that I wasn't able to catch it, as she thought it didn't have much of a chance in a truck yard. So we got back in the van and right after we started moving, something in the headlights moved. I looked closer and saw that it was a baby bunny, two of them! "I'm glad I wasn't able to catch her," I said, "she's probably they're mother".

Now your probably wondering, "Why is he talking about a bunny?" but hang with me, there is a point to all this.

When the bunny hopped away from me, my first thought was "That's a bummer, I don't think she'll make it out here for very long", but when we got in the car and switched on the headlights, we saw the baby bunnies. So if we had caught the Momma bunny, the babies probably wouldn't have made it. When she ran away, I was looking at one tree, thinking "Phooey". But when we saw the baby bunnies, we saw the forest; the bigger picture.
When something happens that we don't particularly enjoy, the usual first reaction is "Why?", when it should be "What's the bigger picture here?". Often we will only think about how this effects us rather then how it's going to effect others. We hone in on the situation, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, but we need to periodically step back and look at the bigger picture.

Paul

Greetings!

Hello there! And Thanks for checking out my blog. I hope you find it uplifting but also challenging. My purpose for this blog is sort of an outlet for all my ideas, thoughts, and what I think about politics, the Bible, child raising (I am one and am being raised so that might mean I have a good perspective on it or it might mean I still have a long way to go) Etc. So I probably (surely) won't be correct on everything all the time but I hope to be more often then not. So feel free, nay, feel encouraged to comment, tell me if you agree or if  I'm wrong.
Until next time, whence I will talk a little bit about the name of this blog and why I chose it.
Paul