For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. (Ecclesiastes 3:1)
Relate: All it would take is five dollars a day. I’m 37 years old. If I were to start today by putting five dollars a day every day into an account like an IRA or 401K, by the time I doubled my age, I would be a millionaire. Me. I don’t make a lot of money. In fact, for the past five months I have been losing more money than I am making. I don’t have a lot but if I were faithful every day with a little that I do have, I would eventually have a lot. The problem is, today, right now, I am drinking a venti iced americano. There is a Migros right next door where I can buy some cheap food when I get hungry in a bit, but I already know I will be heading upstairs to spend twice as much getting a pide (think Turkish pizza, shaped like a canoe).
The same principal applies in the spiritual realm. The first fruits, the tithe, of what I make is not mine. It is God’s. He has promised that if I am faithful with that, He would be faithful in return. It is one of the few things with which He asked us, He dared us, to test Him. The average weekly giving of an American at church is less than $27. That faithfulness, that sacrifice is beautiful… if we all made $14,000 a year. If the average American was making 30k, then they are robbing God of half of what belongs to Him. So often we are praying for faith that God would provide us with a miracle when He has already given us opportunity after opportunity to be faithful. We have not taken those opportunities. Had we been faithful in those times, the need for a miracle today would not exist.
React: I have always been a fan of “later”. When I get to college I’ll be more diligent in studying than I am now in high school. When I get in the new house I’ll be more faithful to keep it clean than I am with this apartment. When I get that raise, I will be more faithful to tithe. When I find the right girl I will be more faithful to be… faithful. I should be running every day and I will be faithful to start that… tomorrow. There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the sun. The time to be doing what I want to do always seems to be “now” and the time for what I should be doing always seems to be “later”.
I have dreams for my future. I have dreams for what I would like to see happen. Those dreams will always remain dreams unless I am willing to take a little time today, and then the next day, and then the one after that to walk a step or two towards those dreams. My family has a game that I’m probably the worst at playing. It’s called 20/20. (For me its 10/10) When the house is a mess they’ll set a timer. For twenty minutes they’ll do whatever they want: watch TV, check out facebook, play candy crush or scrabulous, whatever. Then when that timer rings they put aside whatever they were doing, reset it, and get to cleaning. When it rings again, back to the fun stuff. What if I was able to do that with everything? What if I was able to take my expendable time (and money) and balance it between the fun now and faithfulness towards the future? I wonder what God would be able to do in me and through me?
God, help me to be faithful in every step of my journey. Times will come and go. There will be laughter and tears, ups and downs, storm and sunshine, feast and famine. Through it all help me to be faithful and steadily walking towards You. Help me to live and enjoy each moment of time as it is meant to be lived, but don’t let the crunch of time, or its steady march, derail or distract me from my walk with You towards what You have called me to become.