Today is my day
off…
Sometimes I get
so focused on what I need to do (or if I’m feeling honest, “want” to do) that I
just totally neglect anything else sneaking its way into my schedule. I don’t really know when I became so
possessive of my free time but many times after my day off, I return home less
rested than when I left that morning.
Funny thought…
This morning I
woke up at 5:45 to go and cook for a feeding. A few people around me asked why I would do this on my day
off, and I just kind of smirked each time I heard that. “Because it’s not really my day off,” just didn’t seem to satisfy
as an answer, but I didn’t have another answer. A lot of times we do stuff out of works based faith and
legalism, but every once in a while when we truly do something for someone else
it’s shocking how much rest and joy comes from it. I admit, often times I don’t really know what I need.
So we cooked for
5 hours, made a fool of ourselves singing songs these kids don’t understand (A
Tutie Ta, and Go Bananas are always winners), and then fed over 300 kids
vegi-balls and the hottest soup on the planet. All the while I couldn’t stop smiling because this is what I
long to do. I have something
others need, so why not share it? We
were able to feed these kids and even though at the beginning they were
terrified of us, they were so thankful for us just being there.
It’s time for me
to take back my days off and give them back to a God that can do immeasurably
more than I can think of or imagine.
I know the Sabbath is important, but what would life look like
if I allowed God just as much room in my down time as my scheduled ministry
time? Maybe ministry would become less of a job and more of an
opportunity and privilege.
“Learn to do good, seek justice, reprove the ruthless, defend
the orphan, plead for the widow.” Isaiah 1:17 (I should like this verse since I tattooed it on my body)
