Hand Picked

Imagine President Bush contacted you and asked you to be one of his ambassadors, someone he had picked to represent him and all the issues he supports. And, you think to yourself, "huh? Why in the world has he picked me to do this?" Would you tell him sure, you would be happy to serve him and then go about your life as usual?

No, of course not! You would change the way you think about things (would the president approve), it would change how you think about yourself (the president trusts me with this), and it would change everyone around you (wow, she works for the President!).......

This was the thought that entered my mind as I was reading this a few minutes ago. Today's devotion said:

The apostle Paul said, "I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who has given me strength that he considered me faithful, appointing me to his service."

Ahhh, isn't that nice? Another scripture verse that makes my heart go pitter pat.

H-E-L-L-O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When do I ever act like it is an HONOR and a PRIVILEGE to serve the God of the universe?

OH MY WORD!!!

I think I'm going to explode. I feel like if God opens my eyes to another amazing revelation of Himself I'm just gonna explode. And, it's gonna be crazy messy with all the coffee and fountain soda inside of me.

So, back to the President story (it is an analogy, I'm sure you figured that out by now). If the President stopped by and said, "Hey, we need you downtown to help with the food ministry next week, can you round up some people to help with that?" As my good friend Classic Mama would say, "You bet your bippy I'll be there with 100 of my closest friends, sir."

You get my point, right? God may not be calling you or me to the food ministry downtown, but I know He's calling us to do something with a bigger reward than a paycheck or a pat on the back. And, to top it all off, not only does He trust me with the assignment, He "has given me the strength" to get 'er done.

Wow.