I love what I do! It’s a blessing to be able to love going to work. Okay, some days I don’t actually go anywhere, but I’m working. I’ve had many jobs in my lifetime; many of which I pretended to know what I was doing until I learned. Work was something that was instilled in me from a very young age. I often wonder how people survive if they aren’t able to work.
I recently picked up a little book from a used book store that’s about a minister and his wife accepting a position at a church that was on the brink of closing their doors. Their first Sunday was very discouraging until they were invited to visit their neighbor who happened to be the caretaker of the church. The man’s wife was dying of cancer and confined to her bed. They were told that she had been praying for God to send someone who could spark a flame in the community and rebuild the church. When they stepped into her room their hearts immediately broke for the frail woman who seemed to be barely holding onto life. At least that’s how it appeared in the physical sense, but they soon became very aware that she was actually experiencing the fullness of life in Christ. There was a glow surrounding this prayer warrior like they had never seen before. She said that all her life she had felt that God had called her to prayer. Life, however, prevented her from investing as much time to prayer as she felt was needed. While her condition was painful and challenging, she said she was now experiencing the best work of her life. Imagine the close relationship with your creator that would come from truly embracing God’s call on your life regardless of any hardships entailed.
“Serve wholeheartedly, as if you were serving the Lord, not people” (Ephesians 6:7 NIV)