My stuff isn’t really mine

That fiftieth year shall be a jubilee for you; in it you shall neither sow nor reap what grows of itself nor gather the grapes from the undressed vines. For it is a jubilee. It shall be holy to you. You may eat the produce of the field. “In this year of jubilee each of you shall return to his property. And if you make a sale to your neighbor or buy from your neighbor, you shall not wrong one another. You shall pay your neighbor according to the number of years after the jubilee, and he shall sell to you according to the number of years for crops. If the years are many, you shall increase the price, and if the years are few, you shall reduce the price, for it is the number of the crops that he is selling to you. You shall not wrong one another, but you shall fear your God, for I am the Lord your God. “Therefore you shall do my statutes and keep my rules and perform them, and then you will dwell in the land securely. The land will yield its fruit, and you will eat your fill and dwell in it securely. And if you say, ‘What shall we eat in the seventh year, if we may not sow or gather in our crop?’ I will command my blessing on you in the sixth year, so that it will produce a crop sufficient for three years. When you sow in the eighth year, you will be eating some of the old crop; you shall eat the old until the ninth year, when its crop arrives. (Leviticus 25:11–22)

In a sermon series on generosity, our pastors have made it clear that I do not own anything but am a steward of what belongs to God. That is, He is the owner and I am a steward who He entrusts what He gives me to care for it according to His will.

For some time, I’ve thought of my fabric stash that way and that I have a responsibility to use it wisely and generously. However, that translated to using it up before I die. Then along came a friend who is moving and decided to downsize her stash. She gave me a large bag of lovely quilt fabrics, so large that she could not carry it. I could have said no, but didn’t. After a few weeks of letting it sit out of sight, I decided to sort everything as a good steward should. This verse was like a shot between the eyes:

But all things should be done decently and in order. (1 Corinthians 14:40)

It is now in order and with that the sad realization that in my lifetime, I cannot use it all. This made me think more deeply about stewardship.

Two more things happened. One was a lady who advertised her expensive sewing machine and furniture and other connected items for about a tenth or less of their retail value. It was quickly snapped up but she had some longarm accessories that she gave to me. One still had a price tag of a couple hundred dollars. When I asked her motivation, she said, “I just want all this to go to someone who will make quilts for needy people.”

The other event was a time with some quilters who talked about needing just a bit of this or that — and realizing how I could supply those needs, that I don’t have to use all my fabric stash myself, but give it to those who can. My anxiety about failing as a steward vanished. People need quilts, but quilters need bits of this and that to finish projects. God was giving me another way to be a good manager of my stuff.

Reading Leviticus and these rules for living also is a prompt to think the way He thinks. His people are in this together, needing to think of one another with goodness and in fairness. We don’t own what we have and if someone else needs it, God can ask us to give it to them. As my sister always said, if we need it, He can just as easily return more of the same back to us.

Jesus, Your way of doing things takes a burden off me. I can trust You to help me be a good steward and give me innovative ways to be generous to others as You are generous to me. It is so simple that I am sorry for not ‘getting it’ a long time ago. Thank You again!