If I Sold God A Car
If I sold God a car and He paid a huge price for it, the car would then belong to Him. He might ask me to keep it for Him so He can use it whenever He wants. Since it's God asking me to take care of His car, I would do the best I could. Wouldn't you? That means I would keep gas in the tank, air in the tires, and make sure that it's ready to roll when He wants to use it. I would probably clean it up a bit, too. Give it a good shine, clean the windows, and polish the chrome so that when God drove by in His car people would know that it must belong to someone special, even if it is a used car. Knowing that it's not my car anymore, I would never take it out on a joy ride, especially to bad parts of town, down dirt roads, or streets where there are a lot of pot holes. It would get pretty dirty, I might damage the tires and suspension, or I could get car jacked. What would I do then if the Lord wanted to use His car? If it could still be driven, it wouldn't look very good and He would be seen driving around in a dirty old beat up used car. After He paid such a huge price for the car, the least I could do would be to take care of it for Him.
Okay, I don't have a car to sell God, but He did pay the ultimate price for something else that was used, dirty, and beat-up. 1 Corinthians 6:19-20 tells us that we were bought at a price and that we are not our own. Because of this, we are told to honor God with our bodies. If I were a car and God bought me and then asked me to take care of myself so He could use me whenever He wanted, wouldn't I do it? I would do my best to keep gas in the tank and air in the tires so I can be ready to roll when called upon. That might look like reading my Bible daily and maintaining a strong, consistent prayer life. I would try to keep myself fit and looking the best I can so when I roll by, people would know that I must belong to someone special. That might look like excercising and eating right. I wouldn't go out on joy rides where I can get dirty, damaged, or jacked. That might look like staying away from places where God would not have me go.
So, God may not have bought a car from me, but He bought something far more valuable and paid a price that was far more than I deserved. He paid the same price for you, too. For we are not our own and we owe it to the One who paid the price for us to give Him what He paid for, which is everything that we are or will ever be.