Serving
Serving. I had never given that much thought. I knew women served others in most homes. In most places people serve. They serve on jury duty, in the military and as people in the church. I knew Jesus served others, but honestly, I haven't made a servant of myself. I started listening to James MacDonald today. His first sermon really got to me. Thinking about how Jesus served others, even up to the point before his death. He served. This gives us a biblical definition of service.
Jesus served. He washed the feet of the disciples at the last dinner. He knew he would be dying. He knew Judas was going to betray him. He knew this was the last night he would be having with them. Instead of letting someone else handle the foot washing, he did it. He still served those he loved.
Can I do any less? I am not Jesus, though I strive to be the best person I can. I hope to be a servant of God, and to practice that with my family. I love my family. I want to be like Jesus and serve them in love.
Father, teach me to be an instrument of your love, a servant to bless those around me. Father, help me to be the person you want me to be, as I embrace the personality and personage you gave me. :)
