Last week was a wipe out for me in my job. I had a couple of really long days and a lot of challenges. On Friday I went to one of my facilities and planned on holing up in my office to get some late documentation synced into the system.

I got some of it done and then went to see patients and while I was out seeing patients my office got inhabited by a regional manager of the facility. I was not happy. I got a bit of an attitude. I mean after all it was my company who had their name on the wall.

As I was walking around the facility I had a talk with myself. First of all, I didn’t pay for that office. The facility did and if the regional manager wanted to use that office she had more rights to it than I did.

Second of all, she apologized profusely for using it when she didn’t need to say sorry at all. I was nice and said I would find another place to do my work. I holed up right next to my office in a cute little library room and scored a better chair than the one in my office.

By the time I left that evening I had gotten all of my documentation done and my attitude had evaporated but I started thinking about things. I thought how silly it is for us humans to think that we have a right to own anything.

God is kind of like that regional manager. It is His world and we are just His guests. It is our responsibility and privilege to nurture His creation but that does not give us the right to think we can claim it as ours or abuse it in any way. Anytime He wants something back He can always take it back. Hurricanes, tornadoes and earthquakes have a way of doing that. If we do have the blessing of having our name associated with land, a house, or a body of water I think we should be overflowing with gratitude, because it really is His to begin with.