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                    		| Tom Petersen works at a company in the Midwest, where  he processes e-mail, attends meetings and recalibrates management expectations.  His book of essays on work and faith is currently lurking outside of  publishers’ back doors, trying to meet a naïve editor. Contact him at www.HisWorkInProgress.com.  |  
                    		|  |  |  His work in progress   Separating the Wheat Stuff from the Chaff Stuff 
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		   I am convinced I could never sell  my possessions and devote my life to serving others. I need my stuff. I know  that Jesus and the disciples engaged in ministry without the benefit of laptop,  cell phone, and pager, but I’m not willing to risk working without them. 
		 Clutching stuff at workI love my stuff. In many ways, my  desk, my telephone, even my office chair are marks of my identity at work. And  when something happens to them, I am bereft. When I lost my calendar recently,  I wandered the halls aimlessly for a week. I was downright mad when my favorite  mechanical pencil broke. I grew so attached to my first generation “brick” of a  cell phone that a colleague finally had to pry it out of my hands and replace  it with one that didn’t have a rotary dial. (Knowing what it meant to me,  however, my colleague spray painted my old phone gold and glued it to a wooden  plaque. She said she wanted to ensure it had the proper respect, even in its  afterlife. I’m starting to wonder if she meant it as a joke, but my doubts  aren’t strong enough to force me to move it off my fireplace mantle.)
 Misplaced Bible worshipA friend once asked (rather rudely,  I thought) if I worshipped my Bible. I had never thought about it, but when she  asked if I would be willing to give my Bible to someone who needed one, I felt  the color drain from my face. I realized I had grown attached to my Bible. I  have sermon notes scrawled in the margins and pages dog-eared to mark favorite  passages. But my reverence for my Bible was one more example of how I had  misplaced my worship. I thought I was being devout, when all I was doing was  worshipping another idol I’d created. (I am now also beginning to wonder about  my special prayer La-Z-Boy rocker-recliner.)
 Defining what we really needReading scripture also causes me to wonder if  I have placed too much value on my stuff. Reading Jesus’ admonition in Matthew  19 to the rich young man to sell all his possessions gives me pause. I look  around my life with a twinge of anxiety. After all, I have a lot of stuff.  Using the biblical analogy of wheat and chaff, I have to wonder if the stuff in  my life is really wheat. Or is it just chaff that needs to be winnowed?
 I try to justify my stuff, saying a  little chaff never hurt anyone. But another scriptural horticultural reference  – Jesus’ story of the sower in Matthew 13 – offers a different perspective. As  He describes the thorns coming up and choking out the good seeds of the word, I  wince. Are my things choking out what’s truly important?  In case I’m still a bit fuzzy on  the right response, Jesus has one more lesson from His gardening handbook. In  John, he talks about the importance of pruning. “Every branch in me that does not bear fruit, He takes away, and every  branch that bears fruit, He prunes it so that it may bear more fruit.” (John  15:2, NASB)  Although Jesus is probably talking  about Christians, I also read that passage as a call to prune in my own life. I  need to get rid of those things that don’t help me in my relationship to Jesus  or my witness to others. And I need to prune those things that I really do need  – perhaps by scaling them back or using them to help others – so that they can  be strengthened.  Doing that has been a tough exercise,  but it’s been rewarding, too. I decided that I needed to remove everything in  my life that wasn’t either gold-painted or glued to something. Consequently, I  don’t use my Bible much anymore, since I mounted it to a wooden plaque. But it  is comforting knowing my notes are still in there, if I ever really need them.
 		  Does your stuff get in the way of your faith walk? How  have you pruned your stuff? 		 Tom Petersen works at a company in the Midwest, where  he processes e-mail, attends meetings and recalibrates management expectations.  His book of essays on work and faith is currently lurking outside of  publishers’ back doors, trying to meet a naïve editor. Contact him at www.HisWorkInProgress.com. 		  
		
		   
 
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