Time is Money

There is a saying that, unfortunately, I think we truly believed. Yes, time can be used to create money and time has worth. But truly, time is something that is totally definite. There is no time tree in the backyard, and though we may get a second job or increase our education to increase our earning power; we all share the same 24/7. Rich or poor, powerful or humble, Eastern or Western, male or female. No matter where you live, or any other condition, we are all gifted with the same 365-24/7. No exceptions! 

So the question becomes - how will we spend it? Serving self or serving others? Performing tasks or uplifting people?

Yes, certain tasks, chores must be accomplished, but not to focus on people - seems almost criminal. 

This is Rejoice, one of our favorite people. A teacher at the crèche, we saw her and picked her up and delivered her to her appointment. Would have been quicker to pass her by, but then...

We still made it to the building site on time. Yeah! Prayers are answered, we have water. Now to get it to the site! But time is taken and fellowship practiced.

When Gogo Zulu, the Gogo for whom we are building the house, and her three orphans... Brings a homemade lunch to those that are building her house. How does this happen? She has nothing? We just delivered emergency food to her one room home this morning. She is dressed to the T, and sees it as her privilege to serve others. This is from God alone - this selfless act that meets the needs of others and lifts them up.

Bongay... we took her shopping last year. Now she and her children have a home and it is time for hugs. What if we all put aside our personal wants and saw all of God's provisions as His belongings? Maybe we would use our blessings - time, talent and treasure to bless others!

You got it! The Gumede brothers' home. Mud shack to concrete block, to plastered and painted inside, plastered outside, to now painted outside. There is something special to come alongside, to suffer with, to fellowship with, to rejoice with... Their parents and eldest brother are buried on the site. Our lives here are but a vapor. Feel the weight of eternity! Feel the urgency! None of us are promised anything. We are criminals crucified between our past and our future. The only gift we have is the present and what we do with it.

Our final ministry of the day was to take a sister and a dear friend to see their loved one in the hospital after being admitted for fits. None of us know when our days are up. We can be Martha's, or we can be Mary's. We can run around being human doings, it we can STOP and worship. Becoming human beings, seeking to Love God and to love our Neighbors. Very simple, very easy. Today is the only day we get... Spend it wisely and celebrate each breath it may be your last!