I mentioned to my mom the other day how many miles I’d put on my car since I got it two years ago, and she was a little shocked and worried. I have driven that car from Orlando to Seattle, and countless places in between. I was a little surprised by the differences in our attitudes–I got a car to use it, and am glad that it is being used and for the many experiences myself and others have been blessed with through its use. There is no need to lament its proper use, or curtail usage for fear that something may become used up or worn out. Sometimes we loose sight of the greater purpose our possessions are meant to serve.

I want the carpet to wear out with people coming and going. I want my ring to become battered as I wear it through life.

All that being said, there’s a fine line between use and misuse. I believe strongly in being a good steward, in taking care of people and things, in not abusing what I have the opportunity to make use of. As long as we are doing what is right, let the consequences follow.