Monday, August 25, 2008

The Transforming Power Of Servanthood

I was having a bad morning, then someone called and said, "Hey, the painting that needs to be done. I'd like to do it. Tell me what to do." I wasn't preoccupied with the painting, but the simple unselfish willingness to serve changed my morning. Two men are in the fellowship hall finishing out crown moulding. Another man is on the way to help. One lady took a couple of hours out of her day off to paint, and another is coming after lunch. She has to bring her two year old, but he'll ride his bicycle while she paints. The one phone call, where a servant just volunteered her time really changed my day. It changed my gaze, my focus, and my heart. It called me back to God, to remember how Good He is.