I’d Be Happy to Be the Janitor

At first I laughed at this quick little comeback, but the more it sat with me, the more uneasy I became with it. I started to wonder if, while I am very much eager for Heaven, and I am excited for Christ’s return, am I waiting for “my reward?” At times I think that’s exactly what I believe.
I feel entitled to Heaven, for whatever various reasons; fill in the blank. I know there is nothing I can do to earn grace. I know that I can never earn my salvation. So, why do I feel entitled? Why do I feel like this gift is a right? And moreover, why do I view myself as God’s peer in heaven? God is still God, regardless of if I am dead or alive, if I am in Heaven or on Earth. I will still humble myself before my Father when I am in Heaven, even though I will embrace a new existence and a new context.

Yet why do I make heaven to be mansions and golden streets and wealth and freedom and bountifulness? These things may very well be true, and I believe these things will exist in one form or another, but will I leave my mansion at 5am every morning to go be a janitor for my Father? Will I humble myself before my brothers and sisters and clean up their path? Obviously these questions are meant to be taken figuratively, as I don’t think we will even have a mentality of social class/judgmental bias in Heaven, although we might.