What We Have Is Ours To Share

Join me in welcoming guest contributor, Lauren Hidalgo Gassman to Things I Teach My Children for today’s post!

“This ain’t no one’s house but God’s.” These words have stuck with me since I went to Lynchburg, VA for a Workcamp service trip years ago. Our project was to scrape and paint the siding of an older couple’s home. Unfortunately, the backyard was too steep and our ladders were too short to complete the job. They welcomed us into their home all the same. They knew of the work our group was doing around their community and were thankful for our efforts. When I reflect on the homeowner’s words, I am humbled. His simple greeting reminds me that nothing is really mine because it has been entrusted to me by God.


While raising a toddler, the word “mine” is said, whined, and cried several times throughout the day. This bottle? Mine. This toy? Mine. This other kid’s toy? Mine. It is a difficult thing to teach a child what mine is: what is his, what is his to share, and what is someone else’s not meant for him. As he gets older, my hope is to teach him that most of his things are his to share.

My husband and I daily reflect on the life we have. This often includes our most valued things: our house, our jobs, our dog, Harley, and our garden. But we love these things not just because they’re ours but because they’re ours to share. I want my son to remember that nothing we have is really ours. The house we live in is a place where friends find comfort and companionship. It’s a place others can call home. Our jobs supply an income but also allow us to do what we love, to share our time and talents to make a positive change in the world. Our dog is not just ours to own. She constantly teaches us to greet others joyfully, to forgive quickly, to observe carefully, and to cuddle tenderly. Our garden is not just to feed our family. The plants sustain the bees and other pollinators. The produce we yield are made into acts of love we give to family, neighbors, and coworkers for nourishment. The scraps are given back to the earth to repeat the cycle.

None of these things were acquired in a vacuum. A realtor (and my talented mother-in-law) helped us find our house. Our parents, teachers, and mentors gave us the tools to earn our positions. Harley was rescued by a caring foster agency. Our garden was built by the previous owners and the soil, seeds, water, and sunlight are not ours to claim. God gave us each other to appreciate, recognize, and better ourselves to continue His good work.

So yes, while we bought that bottle or he was given that toy, its existence is defined beyond our ownership. Many people had a hand in their creation and many hands will benefit after us. As my son grows older, I want him to remember that toys are meant for sharing. Knowledge is meant for teaching. The gifts and talents he develops are not for his amusement. They are meant to serve others. We are meant to serve others.

Gassman Photo.jpgLauren is a wife, mother of one, and Fitness Specialist. Perpetually in gym clothes, you can find her teaching group exercise classes, training clients, gardening, baking or running her online health coaching and personal training business at www.LGFIT.co. She enjoys game nights, road trips where she can sing loudly, and every kind of cereal.


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