It’s easy to forget why I serve. It simply becomes another responsibility on my to-do list.
I know I’m not alone. I see others around me serving too, dragging themselves out of their comfortable spaces when they’d rather hit snooze.
I see them folding clothes, washing dishes, making beds, and preparing meals.
I see them rocking babies, changing diapers, and playing Legos on the floor.
I see them reaching for their spouse’s hand, greeting him at the door with a hug, and listening to his day.
I see them showing up to work tired, going from meeting to meeting, phone call to phone call, and email to email.
I see them preparing their hearts and notes for the Bible study they lead while making copies, sending texts, sharpening pencils, and brewing coffee for those in attendance.
I see them folding bulletins, visiting shut-ins, and walking door-to-door on Monday night visitation.
Our life’s work differs, but all of us serve in some capacity day after day, week after week, and year after year. And honestly, it can start to feel monotonous.
We work diligently and question if what we are doing has any significance. We go through the motions, check tasks off our lists, and try to get through the day. As a result, we grow weary of serving and end up giving out of obligation or recognition instead of enjoying the privilege to simply serve. So how do we live beyond our to-do list?
I’m honored to share over The Joyful Life Magazine about how I’m learning to live a lifestyle of love.