Friends, I find myself going back in time—digging up old, churchy words.

Words like Eucharist. Membership. Passing the peace.

I feel a little like Indiana Jones—or maybe more like one of those American Picker guys—sifting through dusty artifacts and discovering treasures.

And today, I brought one with me: Stewardship.

The way we talk about generosity in the church has always been wrapped up in this word—stewardship.

Because the truth is, the reason we’re tired, the reason we’re sunburned, the reason we keep showing up—

is because we’re stewards of a dream.

The dream of the Gospel.

So friends, let us steward the dream.

Passage: James 1:16-22 CEB