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Perspective

One day I am going to stand before God, and He is going to ask me what I did with the talents He gave me.

I will respond, “well, I wasn’t sure if the inspiration I had was really from you. So I started talking to a lot of different people. I got their opinions and followed their advice to reformulate my work. Then I started trying to guess what other people would think, by attempting to place myself into the minds of people I never speak to, and know nothing about. Then I tried re-doing things according to my own understanding because I wasn’t happy with what I originally had.”

Then God will say, why didn’t you trust me?

I will respond, “because I was afraid.”

Then, I will look up. I will see the God whose voice caused the universe to burst forth and the earth to be born. The God whose creative power designed every single kind of animal, every living plant, every towering mountain and roaring ocean. The creative power that designed the human mind and intellect and named each one of man’s days before they came to be. I will see the God who holds eternity in his hands. I will see the God who holds the keys to life and death. And at that moment, my words will fall to the ground.

At that moment, I will wish I had done everything in my power to publicise him on the earth, to make his name famous. At that moment, I will mourn for the loss of every minute I spent outside of his presence. At that moment, I will wish I had used every second of my life to serve him. I will regret every moment of hesitation, every failure to obey. I will finally understand the futility of my fear of man. And I’ll realise beyond anything I’ve known before, that the only one I should fear… is Him.

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