On Service

People worship and connect with God in many different ways. It can be through singing, praying, learning, dancing, writing, drawing, through nature, through cities, pretty much any way. And people have their preferences. I like to journal. It's so much easier for me to make sense and express myself through writing. If you've ever heard me pray out loud, you can probably tell as I 1. Keep it short and simple and 2. Forget what I'm saying in the middle of it, hence number 1. But I'm off track...

It's good for everyone to worship God in each of those ways. Just because it isn't your preference doesn't mean you shouldn't take it seriously or anything. Just because you connect with God through singing to Him doesn't mean you get a freebie for not praying, reading your Bible, etc. It's not about you after all; it's about Him. That's not really the point of this post either, but I'm just making myself clear.

Anyways, another favorite of mine is service. I mean, we are all called to serve God, no matter who you are. But I in particular soak it up and love it. One of my favorite quotes is "to love another person is to see the face of God." that quote just pulls and tugs at my heart because I love to love on people, but it can be tough.

Let me share with you a little bit about me. When I was 11, we moved to England and were missionaries until I was 14. That's right. England needs missionaries, too. People find it odd, but I never really have. A place doesn't have to be poor to need to be shone the love of Jesus. Anyways, moving back to America I had complete culture shock. I was extremely judgmental of everyone who seemed to be living the "American Dream." I just absolutely hated being in America and could not wait to go on mission trips an one day even be a permanent missionary. As I've grown older, I've been working through not judging others about that kind of stuff. Yeah, there are some people who are oblivious to anyone outside their own little world, but you can live in a house with 4 bedrooms, 3 baths, have hot water, pets, and the luxury of our lives and still serve God with their whole hearts. I can't just judge people...it's not my place.

I also know now that there are people in America who need help too - everywhere. And y'all, oh how my heart hurts when I think of how easy my life is and how there are kids in a city not too far away getting involved in drugs, being abused, witnessing abuse, and having no desire for their future. How my heart hurts for the people in Haiti who have so little. My heart aches for the people in Japan. I know I can't save the whole world, but if I could I would. I believe just as God put people on this earth who are problem solvers and logical and who do what they're told, He put people on this earth to ache for others and to help them. Even if it's just by washing dishes at a soup kitchen or playing with kids at an after school program.

One of the most important things I learned in NYC is that God does not need me. I am not a necessary material for Him to use in His plan. There are so many people willing to serve Him. But the thing is I choose to do things for others out of His love for me, and more importantly His love for them. By volunteering and doing things for others, no matter how minute, I am serving the Almighty who is greater than I could ever imagine. And that is enough to satisfy me and for me to be overly content in my life.

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