I just had a random late night conversation with one of my aunts and now there are thoughts running rampant around my head. Mostly about talents. There is a little story that Jesus told his disciples (in Matthew 25:14-30) about a man who went on a trip and left three of his servants with a certain number of talents each. A "talent" in that time meant more than one thousand dollars. The story tells of how when the man returned from his trip, the first two servants had put their talents to good use and invested them, resulting in twice the amount they started with. But the third servant thought it best to his his talent in the ground. This guy got in trouble with the boss!
Anyway, I don't think it's merely irony that the word "talent" was used in that story and that the same word now means something different to us. I believe God gives everyone talents. God never creates anything or anyone without a purpose and each person comes equipped with the talents to fulfill that purpose.
Think about what that means for you. For me, it means that there are quite a few raw talents that are sitting around in my life and need to get off their butts! Furthermore, if my talents were given to help me fulfill my purpose, how will I ever do that, let alone find my purpose, if I don't do something with those talents?
What all this entails for me...I'm not quite sure. Like I said, the thoughts in my head are rampant at the moment. Currently, my tired body that's trying to get over a sinus infection is sitting right in front of a basket overflowing with clean laundry and right next to a monitor with a little red light that tells me my son is still (thank heaven!) sleeping and I better get to bed before he decides it's time for a midnight snack. It's Monday tomorrow and a busy week ahead. Why am I blogging? Who knows! So what was I saying about talents? I don't know!
God has to have a very special grace for moms. Still I pray that He will allow me to see beyond my basket of laundry. Not to neglect or resent it...it's my goal to live out the abundant joy of the Lord in every sock I wash, every diaper I change, every pancake I flip...that is another topic for another day. But I also don't want to neglect the specific talents God has placed in me for a purpose. That's what I mean by seeing beyond my basket of laundry. My husband thinks I fold clothes like they belong in a store display. But I'm pretty sure that's not my only talent or purpose.
That's all the sense I can make for now. : )
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