The story of the talents has been floating through the village streets like a fresh tale on the morning breeze. The story Jesus told of portions deposited into servant's hands, portions multiplied when faithfully used, portions buried. The story is resonating everywhere I go.
Everyone gets a portion. Some receive more, some less, but everyone gets some.
Don't we all ask ...
do I want this portion?
wouldn't I rather have hers?
do I want more?
what am I to do with this that has been placed in my hand?
The Lord is a giver. What I have been given is not about me. I am humbled by His outstretched hand. I imitate Him. The portion grows as we deliver seed to fertile heart.
The fruit of joy springs with abundant harvest.
Passion swells in my heart for the portion ...
And yet I know,
it really isn't about the portion ... it is all about the Giver.
you are so right! the Lord has taken the small portion
ReplyDeleteof talent He gave me and enriched my life and those
around me with it.
as i walk today, i am going to meditate on this. how
wonderful that this goes along with my tiny talent
thought at "my letters"
have a lovely weekend!