I walk from the room to swim. I need to wake up and accept that I am not here because of what or who I am. I am here because I was once again, sent. I have been sent here by my Master, and I am here at His service. I seem to be forgetting that. It is a vacation, but every vacation is also an opportunity to serve.
You see, it's the first day and I already see I have so much room for improvement. My wife and I didn't pray over a meal last night, and I didn't think much of it at first, until a couple next to us did. How simple an opportunity was missed? I need to be one of those. Not that I do it to draw attention to myself and any righteousness I might have (I have none but His), but rather because I accomplish two things. It becomes clear that my Master has followers among them. And these will hold me accountable for my actions and attitudes; they will know what I am because I will no longer be hiding.
I don't want to leave an empty spot where someone needs to see a disciple of the Master. Master, You love me, You have my back, and I am at Your service.
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