Saturday is leftover day in my house. I, not wanting to be wasteful, try to use up the recently cooked food in the hopes we minimize what little we have to throw away at the end of the week. The rest of my family, however, want to eat only freshly cooked food, throwing out the leftovers because they are subpar to the freshness that comes with food cooked for the first time.
God wants us to do well. He's given us everything we need to prosper under his rule-- the life giving water of His presence, the ability to allow our work to produce and replicate itself so it may live on after we die, and the gift of being attached to the vine so we may never have to feel like we are alone. I know I have all of these resources at my fingertips, yet I often put that aside because the deceit of a busy life gets in the way. I often make excuses like "I won't have time to get everything done," or "I'll get to it later. Yet, I don't give God my best. Instead I give him my leftovers, knowing it is subpar to the first moments of my day after I first wake up.
The person David describes in Psalms does not give God leftovers. this is a person constantly drinking from that nearby stream, allowing that water to transfer to the vine to which he is constantly attached. This person ever has to worry if he is doing his best or if his work is making a difference i other's lives. He is confident that if he keeps caring not only for himself but also for the soil on which he is planted, his branches will always yield fruit in season.
Do you give the first fruits of your day, or your life, or do you give God your leftovers?