I worked in customer service for about seven years at the YMCA. Training and supervising staff to give our members excellent service was a major part of my responsibilities. I enjoyed serving with the rest of the staff.
It was often a fun job but it was not always easy. Some members were great and came with smiles and positive attitudes. Some complimented our facility and our work. A few complained. Either way we tried to serve to the best of our ability.
One of the prophesies confirming Jesus as Messiah was the way He would serve. Gently. With humility.
Jesus was a leader among leaders. His courage was never in question. He faced his critics with straight answers, never backing down, never pulling punches as He spoke the truth.
Yet He said of Himself, that He was gentle and lowly. Humility was never a disguise for any weakness in Him. It was His way of showing us how to live.
I am again in a position of serving. My Sweet William is in a difficult season, not able to be active the way he used to be, not able to do some things for himself. So I must help him. My days are often long and tiring. I wish I could say I consistently serve like Jesus did. Sadly, I don’t always. Sometimes I get frustrated, irritated, and impatient.
Then I read Scripture and am reminded again that this is what I am called to do if I am to become more like Jesus. He elevated the role of servanthood to the ultimate level. And He asks me to follow in His steps.
I’ve had plenty of time to practice my serve. Sometimes it was in the basement of the church with little people, sometimes it was on the platform playing for the choir.
Whatever position it is, I am called to the highest of missions. Serving the one God has placed in front of me.
If I want to do it well, I need to keep practicing.