At my first company luncheon for new hires, I recognized someone and walked over to say hello. I sat down to talk just for a moment and soon afterwards the head of the company walks over to the table. By the time I recognized the place cards it was too late. ” It’s ok – you don’t have to get up. I’ll just sit at your place at the other table.” Immediately I sensed that everyone at that table look at me with disdain. I’d ruined there opportunity to eat with the president of the company. The value we give to one another is often judged by what we see or the titles one has attained. God’s gifts and blessings are not substitutes for God’s true gift of a humble spirit. Lord God, let us not be fooled by the illusions of our lives and be forever ready to sit at the other table.
Christ’s ministry began with two signs, discreetly performed and perhaps with some reservation but not without desire or passion to use the gift of the Spirit that was upon him. Mostly the word ministry is attached to ordained persons of some religion, but in reality that is merely one discrete definition. In the larger picture, ministry is service, an act of helpful activity or aid enhanced by the desire and passion to use our gifts. Upon meeting people we have a custom of asking what they do. For some, this can be an uncomfortable situation. Yet, if we form a new custom of asking what is their passion, at the very least it’s the beginning of a different conversation that may lead someone on the path towards a new ministry. All are not ordained to sacred ministry, neither are all ordained to rocket science. Large or small each of us is ordained with some gift and the passion to use it. If we find our passion, we discover our ministry. How we use it, is what makes the difference. How we use it, is what’s seen by God.
Lord God help us to find the passion for the gifts you have given us that we may use it to your glory.
…the hour is coming and is now here… John 5:19-29 I recently had a unique gospel experience in the midst of a sermon. The good thing is that I was certain God had given me the words. The scary thing is that in that moment, God was allowing me to live out the words! God allowed me to encounter the reality of woman who was crying out in the world saying “Lord Help Me!” She was not looking at the sky. She was looking at me! If we cover our eyes and ears to the world we cover our eyes and ears to what God wants us to see and hear, and the gifts he gives us to serve one another, won’t mean a thing. The hour is coming and is now hear. We must not forget that every new day God gifts to us is an opportunity to look (see), to listen (hear), to love (act).