Remember last week’s post, “Running Your Race?” Well, the Lord had been continuing to speak to my heart on this topic, and I feel led to share it with you, my beloved readers, in hopes that it will encourage your heart in some way.
Saturday was not a good day. I had every intention of Saturday being a good day, I even slept in! Assuming you consider 8:00am sleeping in ;) After the business of May, the weekend stretched before me with only one thing on the agenda, church. I was so excited just to have a little down time, a chance to rest, and maybe even get things in order for the coming week. Ah….but it was not to be so.
You see, the girls have been given an armoire for their bedroom, so of course there has been a great upheaval in their room preparing it for the armoire’s arrival. It became apparent to me that I was going to need to assist the girls in their final preparations….and I didn’t want to! Blah! Grrr! Ick!
Insert temper tantrum here…..not really, but kind of :)
As the day progressed, my mood digressed. But the Lord reminded me of this verse,
And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart. Galatians 6:9
I find it very easy to become weary of doing good…especially when the good I am doing is serving four little people who give little thought or consideration to my needs, wants, and desires. They only want to know that there is going to be some kind of food coming their way (preferably candy). It isn’t easy to pour out your life on behalf of others….it is exhausting.
Sunday morning Mr. OverKill was on deacon duty, so he had to go to church early. As the children were getting up and dressed, I had the unique opportunity to have a chat with each one this morning. It was a blessing to me, just to have a few minutes with each one, and to enjoy their company.
Then during the worship time at church, the Lord began to gently speak to my heart. I have been struggling because I had taken my eyes off of Him, and placed them squarely on myself. I had forgotten that precious lesson the Lord taught me so many years ago, “It’s not about me!” My life is not about me, my comfort, my desires, my agenda, it’s all about Christ and His glory. We sang the song, “How Could I But Love You…”
How Could I But Love You
By Tommy WalkerHow could I but love You
My Savior and my God
How could I but serve You
When on the cross
You were the servant of all
How could I but follow You
When all Your ways
Lead to freedom and life
How could I but love You
My Savior and My GodHow could I but love You
How could I but serve You
How could I but follow You
My GodHow could I but love You
My Comforter my strength
How could I but serve You
When in this life
You’ve been so faithful and true
How could I but follow You
When someday soon
You’ll open Heaven for me
How could I but love You
My Savior and my God
© 2000 Integrity’s Praise! Music
I was so convicted, Christ came to serve, and that service led Him to death on a cross! All I had to give up was my Saturday, not my life. My Heavenly Father gently reminded me that my eyes need to be one Him, that it’s not all about me, and that I am called to serve, sacrificially, just as my Lord and Savior served.
Thanks for sharing this! Beautifully written.. I keep reminding myself…It is not about me!
So glad that the Lord reminded you so you could remind us. Love ya!