Getting home after a long day at work, the last thing I want to do is answer emails from troubled teens. But God’s work needs to be done.
I know I won’t be any good to those girls if I come to the laptop with half a heart. So, before I begin my replies, I make myself a cup of tea and relax with a library book: “The Reason for My Hope” by Billy Graham. I fill my empty cup with the words of this great evangelist and then I turn to the word of God for more filling up through the gospel of Mark.
Mark 9:24 says, “I believe; help my unbelief!” How many times have I called this out to God, whether out loud or under the surface?
Now I am ready to give my full heart to the girls and respond with God’s love rather than my hurried flesh.
When I finish my emails I receive a text from the publisher of the Christian newspaper which I deliver monthly as a volunteer driver. He’s in my neighborhood and asks would I rather receive the papers tonight or tomorrow. I sense tonight would be easier for him but I am so tired. I resist the urge to people please and tell him to come tomorrow.
I am slowly learning to resist the first reaction of my flesh which is to cater to others before myself. I’ve learned that it’s not pop psychology to fill up your own cup before filling others. You can’t pour out from an empty cup. I have to let Him fill me up before I can be of help to others.
I dishonor Him when I do His work without joy, out of a sense of duty, or to please anyone other than Him. I am slowly learning what it means to say God looks at the intent of the heart and not the works.