SONS OR SLAVES

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about being useful to the kingdom of God and my desire to serve him.

Andrea has challenged me to consider whether serving God could be an idol in my life that is more important than knowing and loving Jesus. So I’ve been thinking, praying and even fasting to understand where my heart is at.

I know the bible says my heart is wicked and prone to deception, so I don’t want to take anything for granted here.

Could serving God be an idol? Sure! If I draw significance, identity and self-worth from how much or how effective I serve God rather than from my position as a forgiven, adopted and loved son of the King, then yes, even serving and being in ministry can become an idol.

But that’s not where I landed as I was meditating on the issue. (so I guess I’ll need to revisit this issue some time soon)

As I was praying about this the Holy Spirit brought Jesus’ words to his disciples to mind. “No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all that I have heard from my Father I have made known to you.” (John 15:15 ESV)

Let’s read this again in condensed form: “I no longer call you servants, I call you friends.” how incredible is that! I am a friend of God, more than that a son, indwelled by the Holy Spirit.

My next thought was that as a daddy, I know what it’s like for my kids to want to come along on errands. They love it when they get to come along to home depot or any other mundane trip that somehow made it on the weekly chore list. It’s not that they are coming o serve me, they just enjoy being with me.

What about me? Do I enjoy just being with God because he is my Father? Throughout these last couple of years my prayer has been this: ” God, you are already at work saving people, can I be a part of that? You are already putting lives and marriages and families back together can I be a part of that?”

I believe that I need to put the two together for a childlike prayer that is quite reminiscent of my Twins, Huddy and Momo: “Can I come?”

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