“His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master’s happiness!’”- Matthew 25:21 (NIV)
The other day, I was vacuuming my living room. My new windows had finally been installed, and there were shards of glass and chips of paint and drywall clinging to the carpet and any piece of furniture where dust and grime could settle. As I muttered to myself about the carelessness of the contractors, a thought hit me while I cleaned up the mess: God is not like my landlord.
Now, that might seem like a pretty obvious statement. My landlord is a nice enough guy, but he’s a businessman with many tenants and not a lot of attention to detail. This apartment has needed new windows (and proper insulation…winter in upstate New York, anyone?!) for two years now, but it has taken my relentless hounding for him to finally act on it. Once acted upon, I now had warmer living conditions, but his contractors left a mess for me to clean up.
Comparing God with my landlord is honestly a silly analogy. However, aren’t we kind of “renting” our space in this life right now? In this very moment? He’s placed you where He wants you, and entrusted you to take care of the blessings He’s bestowed on your life (friendships, spouses, children, family, ministries, provisions, etc). What kind of stewards are we being? Or for the sake of the analogy, what type of “tenant” are you?
On the other side of the coin, I am so thankful that I don’t have to relentlessly hound God before He’ll hear me. I am so thankful that He doesn’t get tired or frustrated with my requests…and He doesn’t leave a mess for me to clean up.
There are times in my life when I’m so confused about His will, or don’t get why certain things are happening. And while my “why” questions don’t always receive a clear answer, I know He’s listening by the peace that passes all understanding. By the quiet confidence I have when I’ve spent time seeking Him and dwelling on His promises and His truths.
I’m so glad that I serve a God who is more than just a big “landlord” in the sky. I have a relationship with the One who created everything, and yet still chooses to call me His daughter. A God who loves me more than I could ever fathom, and longs for a personal connection with my heart. Little, unimportant me. And I feel like I’m blessed beyond measure by His mercy, grace and goodness in my life.