Perfect economy

economyMany times we get confused about things we hear in the news. Or we are simply misinformed.  I head a story from a teenager yesterday that nearly brought tears to my eyes.

He lives here in Buenos Aires and hangs out at a local neighborhood city plaza. I’ll call him Luke. He hung around with the wrong crowd… into drinking and drugs. Now his life has changed all because someone told him who Jesus was.

Hearing him yesterday was amazing because the young man is in the midst of a conversion. He has begun the walk, and it is already making a huge difference in his life. His friends don’t like it at all. These are some of the comments his friends have been making:

“The are just trying to brainwash you…”

“They just want to take your money…”

“I’m telling you, you are going to regret what you are doing. Later you will  have realized you wasted your time…”

“Who are you trying to fool?”

How ironic these words must sound to Luke’s ears now.

And in his youthful open manner he tried to explain to his friends that he has found something wonderful. Without even knowing it, he is reaching out to these lost kids. Nobody told him to do this. Luke is just communicating with old friends.

Another friend on Facebook told him, “I don’t believe in God. My two dads left me, my life stinks, and I would just prefer to inject myself with something that makes me forget or kills me. God doesn’t care about me.”

Luke answered, “God does care. You just have to look for him.”

This is a kid from the streets. He is not a seminarian, and he has had only a few weeks of conversion. But his actions are more effective than armies of others with much more knowledge and experience.

How does Luke do it? It’s because he was correctly informed. Maybe instead of thinking “who Jesus was” we can ask “why did they kill Jesus?”

Was it because he healed the sick? Was it because he was wise? Or maybe because he was kind? What do we find in the the Scriptures? Matthew chapter 26 says:

The high priest said to him, “I charge you under oath by the living God: Tell us if you are the Messiah,the Son of God.”

“You have said so,” Jesus replied. “But I say to all of you: From now on you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Mighty One and coming on the clouds of heaven.”

 Then the high priest tore his clothes and said, “He has spoken blasphemy! Why do we need any more witnesses? Look, now you have heard the blasphemy. What do you think?”

“He is worthy of death,” they answered.

And that’s it. He is the Messiah, the Son of God, and he is in heaven at the right hand of God.

This truth is what has given Luke the wisdom and the strength to share the Good News. He was correctly informed, and now, almost unconsciously, he is in the process of saving lives.

This is God’s perfect economy. That’s the Good News.



God’s economy

It never ceases to amaze me how efficient God is. He makes perfect use of every resource. When I take over the planning there is a lot of waste. I add too much to the sauce and it ends up salty. But not God. His recipe always comes out just right. Our job is to be salt. Let Him do the shaking.

Salt doesn’t really do anything. It just salts. We should be the same. Not doing — just being. Sometimes a little smile or hug or talk over coffee is all that is needed to make God’s economy move. Just a simple gesture can be the beginning of someone realizing that God loves them infinitely. Two tiny atoms collide generating a fusion reaction. God makes the gigantic out of the simple.

I often try to give God a hand, but I just get in the way. I’m so much more useful when I let Him do the work.

Let Him shake me out wherever He chooses.

Let Him do the seasoning.

When I let God do His job I find that I become part of an amazing process much bigger than I can imagine. But He let’s me know that I participated. He acknowledges me in a tender and loving way. He tells me, “Yes, here you were useful. You were salt.”

I am a creature of execution. I want to do. My flesh rejects faith. My nature rejects trusting in God. My pride pushes Jesus away when all He wants to do is heal me and free me. By nature I am a rusty old gear in God’s perfect machine.

But every once in a while He shows me that I was useful in His grace. It always comes to me in one of those, “I didn’t mean to do that” kind of moments.

I didn’t, but He did.

Someone finds God’s grace and peace and I was privileged enough to participate. I love when He makes me part of His plan. Then I don’t have to do anything. Just be salt.

You are the salt of the earth… Matthew 5:13