Stewards of My Father's World
I heard something today that was so outrageous I backed up the television program to listen again to make sure I had not imagined what I heard. I had not imaged it. On a “Christian?” program the speaker inferred that we should be rejoicing that certain environmental programs are being reversed or not funded. His logic was the sooner we destroy our planet the sooner Jesus will have to come to rescue us from our manmade mess. Whatever happened to the idea that God made Adam and Eve stewards of their garden? How could this man ever again sing, “This is My Father’s World”? How could he ever again pray for or raise money to help the victims of violent storms or rising oceans? I was flabbergasted! If I thought this was mainstream Christianity I would be so embarrassed I should have to call myself something other than a Christian.
Jesus told a very interesting parable about a man who left on a journey and gave funds to three of his servants to attend to while he was gone. Two of them did fine. But the third did nothing with his. Upon return the master said to the steward who did nothing, “Evil and lazy slave! So you knew that I harvest where I didn’t sow and gather where I didn’t scatter?” It gets worse. Next the master said, “Throw that worthless slave into the outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.” Matthew 15
Somehow I have the feeling that the proper way to prepare the world for the second coming of Jesus is to fulfill the great gospel commission and spread the Good News. Trashing our Father’s world is not only wrong, it is sick.