Humans, demons, they all act like this world belongs to them, that they created it, that they can rule it, buy it, own it, and rewrite it however they want. They slap their names on buildings, engrave ownership on deeds, and boast in the courts about what they’ve acquired. But what they do not understand is this: not a single inch of this planet belongs to them, not even the air they breath. The earth and everything in it, it all belongs to YHWH.
Psalm 24 does not whisper it, it declares it: The earth is YHWH’s, לַיהוָה הָאָרֶץ (laYHWH ha’arets, to YHWH the earth) which means it is possessed by Him, authored by Him, and still held firmly under His rule. That Hebrew phrasing is legal, binding, like a divine title deed written into the very foundation of the soil. When you walk across your floor, you are stepping on atoms He formed, molecules HE arranged with perfect order. The boards were once trees, the trees were once seeds, and those seeds carried life He spoke into existence. He did not just make the ground, He owns the purpose behind the ground. That includes every stone in your wall, every wire in your ceiling, and even the person who laid the brick. Physics, chemistry, and biology all testify to His hand, yet they are invisible to those who claim their own dominion without acknowledgment.
The scrolls are consistent from Genesis all the way to Revelation. In Genesis, He formed man from the dust, עָפָר מִן הָאֲדָמָה (afar min ha’adamah, dust from the ground), which literally means dust from the land. The land He already owned. He did not borrow it. He did not buy it. He pulled it from His own creation like a potter shaping clay, then breathed into it the neshamah, the living spirit. That is the only reason you and I are here. Every person who thinks they made something, they made it from something that was already His. Chemistry, physics, biology, human ingenuity, all are only rearrangements of what He created.
Job knew it. In Job 41:11, God asks, “Who has first given to Me, that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is Mine.” The word for “Mine” in Hebrew is לִי (li, to Me, belonging to Me), a short word that carries the full weight of ownership. It means belonging to Me with no contest, absolute, universal, eternal. That is what He says about everything under the heavens: the birds, the air, the oceans, the mountains, the atoms in your body, they are all li, His.
Even the tabernacle that Moses built, down to the clasps, sockets, and oil, was only made from materials the people returned from what He had already given. That is why David said in 1 Chronicles 29, “We have only given You what comes from Your hand.” The Hebrew for “hand” is יָדֶךָ (yadeka, Your hand, Your authority) Your authority, Your right. It is the open hand that gives, the closed hand that protects. Everything we hold is on loan from His yad, a trust, a sacred stewardship.
So when I walk through my house and say, “This belongs to YHWH,” I mean it. The dishes, the food, the paint on the walls, the chair I sit in, my lungs, my skin, my eyesight, they are not mine. They are His. I am just a steward of holy things, a caretaker of space that belongs to the King.
And that includes the people walking around acting like they are in charge, the ones writing laws that mock His design, the ones digging into the earth like it is theirs to rip open, the ones polluting His waters, tampering with His seed, rewriting His seasons, and advertising their ownership as if He is not watching. Revelation 11:18 says something terrifying, “He will destroy the destroyers of the earth.” The Greek word is διαφθείρω (diaphtheiró, to corrupt, to ruin, to spoil from within) which is the term the scrolls use for the ones who think this place belongs to them. He is not just coming to rebuke, He is coming to judge, with justice perfect, unavoidable, and total.
And when He comes, He is not asking permission, nor will He negotiate His authority.
The prophets did not mince words. In Haggai, the Lord says, “The silver is Mine, and the gold is Mine.” In Ezekiel, He claims the mountains, the rivers, and the beasts of the field. In Psalm 50, He says, “Every beast of the forest is Mine, and the cattle on a thousand hills.” He even says, “If I were hungry, I would not tell you, for the world is Mine, and the fullness thereof.” That word for fullness is מְלֹא (melo, fullness, abundance, entirety, purpose), which means not just the physical materials, but the purpose, the meaning, the heartbeat of it all. It is His. The patterns of life, the cycles of nature, the laws of physics, all testify to the deliberate wisdom of their Author.
The early believers in Acts understood this. They sold their homes and possessions because they knew it all belonged to the Lord anyway. Not one thing was theirs to cling to. They lived like pilgrims passing through land that was never theirs to claim. Because it was not. It still is not.
And you know what? That is freedom. That means I do not carry the weight of ownership. I just ask the Owner, “What would You like me to do with Your stuff today?” If He wants it given, I give it, if He wants it protected, I protect it, if He wants it burned down and rebuilt for His glory, burn the whole thing. It is not mine to save. It is His to redeem.
So I will keep saying it. Every spoon, every light bulb, every heartbeat in your house belongs to YHWH. And every mouth that speaks against His ownership is about to discover that the deed they thought they owned is invalid.
The King is coming back to claim what has always been His.
Image done by chatgpt at my direction