We’re counting beans today, trying to figure out how much we gave to charity, how much money we made, how much we owe or get back.
When I’m taxed by the attempts to seek my “daily bread,” one thought that “governs” my day to day is what Jesus quotes in the wilderness (and he’s quoting from Deuteronomy 8:3) . . . that we live not by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God. Manna was given to the Israelites for one purpose: ironically, it was for the opposite reason that we might think on the surface. It wasn’t just for sustenance but so every Israelite would realize that they could not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of the Lord.
We receive money, daily bread–most of us way beyond sustenance–for one purpose: to live and breathe the Lord and know he’s the true provider. In the last few weeks, I’ve done nothing to bring the buds on the trees. I’ve done nothing to turn the world on its axis, nothing to twinkle the stars or warm the planet. I’m a steward of creation as one of its companions but as I count my blessings today on tax day, I proclaim my allegiance not of this world or this country but to the Lord and every word that proceeds from his mouth.