Read Psalm 24
Have you ever been around a child who was totally obsessed with their things? He or she could be as content as can be playing with his/her toys… but when asked to share with someone else, their response is a resounding “No! These are mine!” They are children and still learning. But their attitudes are not as childish as we may think. Human, yes. But childish, no.
When God created the first human, he “took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it” (Genesis 2:15). The garden didn’t belong to the man. He was the manager of its many wonders.
When King Nebuchadnezzar, a pagan ruler, looked from the window of his royal palace in Babylon and admired all the beauty and majesty of his capital city, he said, “Is not this the great Babylon I have built as the royal residence, by my mighty power and for the glory of my majesty?” (Daniel 4:30).
Before the words had fully escaped his mouth, God sent judgment on the king. Nebuchadnezzar became like a wild animal, eating grass and letting his hair and fingernails grow. After seven years, he regained his senses and asserted God’s dominion, not his own, saying: “His dominion is an eternal dominion; his kingdom endures from generation to generation” (Daniel 4:34). We are prone to the error of Nebuchadnezzar. We humans tend to think we are owners when God has repeatedly made it clear that we are managers.
The Bible says, “The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it” (Psalm 24:1). Everything we possess has come from Him; “It is he who gives you the ability to produce wealth,” as Deuteronomy 8:18 says. Whatever wealth or comfort we enjoy belongs to us in the same way that little girl’s bed belongs to her. It is nothing more than a flawed perception. No matter how loudly she may scream, “Mine,” she did not buy the item in question and cannot keep it without her parents’ approval.
The same is true of everything we have and enjoy. Our lives, our homes, and all our “stuff” is a trust from God—the same God who bought us with the lifeblood of His Son. He owns it all. No matter how loud we may scream, “Mine.” Remember… we are managers… not owners.