September 4, 2016
Last week at senior retreat in the mountains south of Buena Vista, David prayed one morning that we’d find “joy in our serving.”
Joy in serving—
Sometimes we serve because we must. Sometimes we serve because we should, and (on occasion) because we want to. But, always we should seek joy in our service. I think that comes from a perspective change.
In some ways joy is a choice. The choice isn’t something we muster up. It comes from an acknowledgment of who God is and His design.
We serve because we’re alive.
We serve because we are grateful.
Life—even the daily kind—should never be taken for granted. Life is precious. This day isn’t given to everyone, and if it is bestowed on us, we must respond in gratitude. We find joy in our labor when we notice the beauty, even amidst destruction.
While I was at retreat, a devastating hail storm struck our backyard. Yet, last evening after I’d put the last zucchini bread in the oven from zucchini I’d picked before I left, I inspected the bent and broken zucchini plants. New leaves were already opening from limp and battered stems. Even a single bloom lifts its yellow blossom to the sky. As I looked around, I noticed everything is pushing out new leaves.
Roses, petunias, everything.
If even the plants will bloom forth, shouldn’t we as well? Can we not find joy in our service this day?
Look for the beauty, no matter how small. Appreciate and give thanks that this day we have life to serve.
Find joy in your serving today.
—the parishioner who doesn’t do anything