1st Grade #1 Pouter

Once upon a time there was a little girl in the first grade who waited eagerly the assigning of new classroom chores.  She had already had the job of cleaning the chalkboard erasers, but this time she longed to get a new task of manning the water fountain while her fellow classmates drank water.  Manning the water fountain looked important and exciting.

The teacher held up the paper t-shirt with the little girl’s name on it and hung her t-shirt on the clothesline under the chore that said, “Clean erasers”.   “Not again!  That’s so boring!” the little girl thought angrily.   She covered her ears with her hands and pouted royally!  The teacher was so displeased by her attitude that she took her name down, assigned her no chore–and gave her no more chores to do for the rest of the school year!  That little first grade girl with the magnificent pouting ability was yours truly!  Sorry, if you are now so disillusioned that you no longer feel inspired to continue reading!

Mother’s Day arrived and the same little girl had the idea of writing chore coupons that she would do for her mother as a gift.  Her mother was very pleased with her seemingly thoughtful gift, but whenever she tried to use one of the coupons, the daughter would emphatically say, “Oh Mom, that coupon was not meant to be used today!  It’s for another time!”  Again, sorry if you are so disillusioned that you no longer feel inspired to continue reading!

Fast forward some years and that little girl is now a college graduate with a burning desire to serve the Lord as a missionary somewhere.  “Lord, I’ll go to Africa or anywhere in the world that you call me, but I don’t want to go back home and teach in the Christian school.  That’s for losers!”  Not sure why I felt that way, but I did.  Anyway, you guessed it!  Before God called me to Mexico, I spent a year back at my home church teaching in the Christian school from which I had graduated!

Fast forward a few years and that teacher is now a mother and it’s pay back time!  Her little J’s say to her lovingly, “Mom, I want to help you!”  Her heart swells with love and pride and she suggests some task they can perform.  Usually the J’s reply, “Oh no, I don’t want to do that.  I want to do _______________________.”  Which was all well and good but not necessarily just what the mom needed done right at that instant.

Fast forward a few more years and that mother became a high school teacher.  She noticed with some amusement how willing students were to run errands or clean the room during class time, but the minute the bell rang their willingness vanished as rapidly as they did!

Wonder how we respond when God calls us to do something?  Are we angry because we feel like what God has called us to is not very important or exciting?  Do we feel inconvenienced when He calls and say, “Oh I’m willing but not today.  I’ll serve you another time.”

Does God call us to a place that we find too mundane or unchallenging? I remember telling a teacher one time with all the confidence and arrogance of youth, “I want to speak someday in front of thousands of women.”  She replied, “What if that ‘s not God’s will for you, and He calls you to serve in some remote village somewhere?”  I was like, “Huh??”  But that’s exactly where God called me–to a remote village somewhere!

Sometimes we tell God, “I’ll do whatever you want me to, Lord,” but when He shows us His will, we respond like the J’s, “Oh no.  I don’t want to do that.  I want to do ______________.”  Maybe we serve God but only at church for a specific amount of time or we only serve when there is nothing else to do. We’re not willing to use any of our precious free time to serve the Lord!

May we choose to serve the Lord right now, right where we are, in whatever area He calls us to serve in for as long as He wants us to serve.

“He that is faithful in that which is least is faithful also in much: and he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much.”  Luke 16:10




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