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It's just a part of who I am
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So I started to get a little tired...tired of serving. It seemed every time I turned around, someone needed something. And I gave a part of myself.

So Friday night I say to my husband, "I'm tired of giving. I'd like to just go on break for a while."

And where did we go Saturday morning? To a woman's house to help put up siding. Her husband died a few years ago and never finished the project and she needed help.

So I wasn't too terribly excited about going, but I went b/c Jeff wanted me to.

And after working a few hours learning how to handle a cement shear (a very cool "Man-Tool") I had a conversation with this woman and found myself wanting to hear her story. And as I listened to her story, my heart went out to her and all I wanted to do is reach out and love on her and help her.

My husband, Jeff laughed as we pulled away b/c I went from tired of giving of myself to seeing yet another need that should be filled.

I guess I just can't help it. It's just a part of who I am. And Christ himself came to serve. And times of rest and "downtime" were necessary, even for Christ. And then you get back up and hear the voices of need and...go serve.
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