My Life is Not My Own

Today I sent my group out on the "urban plunge" which is where I give them each 2 dollars, a list of services to find, pair them up, and they have to find food for themselves as well as for someone who needs it. The kids come back with awesome stories of people they meet as well as a greater awareness of the difficulties of life on the streets.

I was struck by the excitement that my kids showed. For them, it was a challenge and an honor to be trusted in the city, with the money, and with the responsibility to find food for someone other then themselves.

I was so convicted by their enthusiasm.

The money that I gave them was not their own but entrusted to them for good. The time was not their own but entrusted to them for good.

I have also been entrusted with resources, situations, love and the truth. However, they are not really my own. On that same note, my life is not my own. I have been entrusted with life here on this earth and the duty to represent Christ. What if I were to live with excitement for what I can do for the Lord with what I have been entrusted? What if this was my daily prayer and praise? What if really lived with the knowledge of our responsibility and great pleasure to shower blessings on those we meet?

My life is not my own... Hallelujah!