Dear Youth Pastor, Children's Pastor, Faithful Volunteer... Weary One who gives of your time on a regular basis,
 

          I know you are tired.  I know you are uninspired.  I know you are one, "I need a ride." from a teenager away from hitting burn-out.  Pastor's wife, I hear your plea for one family dinner with your husband...for THE LOVE.  I have been you.  However, I have a story which may put some fuel in your tank.
         

        April Fool's Day, 1990, is a day I will never forget.  It was a typical Sunday morning at a small church in Luling, Texas. The church was fairly young, four years I believe, so they were still meeting at a temporary location, Carter's Insurance Company. The dedicated volunteers arrived super early, coffee in hand, ready to do the same thing they had been doing over the last few years.  Some straightened chairs, some set out the nursery toys, some cleaned, and others arrived to pray. A few minutes before the first worship song was to be sang, in we walked. My family had never been to a church service together before (by ever, I mean EVER).  I was ten years old, going on thirty. My mind was super confused at why in the world we were there, yet, on the inside... I knew something special was about to happen.  Honestly, I don't remember at all the words the pastor spoke, I just vividly remember knowing it was time for me to respond to Jesus.  Unaware of the eternal shift that was about to be made, I asked Jesus to be the Lord of my life that morning, April 1, 1990. At the age of ten, I sensed a cleansing, and closeness to God. I remember feeling... purpose. Yes, at age ten, I felt great purpose.


        Twenty-five years later, I am grateful for those who showed up to serve that day. Had nobody prayed... where would I be? Had the Carter family not offered their building for the service... where would I be? Had the ladies not vacuumed so the preacher could prepare... where would I be? Had they not loved on the babies so I could hear the Word...where would I be? Had someone not set out chairs for people to sit to hear the gospel...where would I be? Had the Davis' not been diligent to practice and lead worship to prepare hearts... where would I be? I'm not sure why they showed up they day.  They could've been thinking, "This is a small church, in a small town and nothing significant happens here." Or maybe they knew the significance that lied within the seed of showing up. April 1st, 1990, that makes today 25 years of loving God, 14 years of ministry... I am grateful. The thing is, there are more than just me who are grateful. Every person I have
prayed with, discipled, imparted truth to, or been there for... they are grateful. Every person whose tears I've wiped, the missionaries I've sent, the people they've reached ...they are grateful.  Those in marriages I have helped restore, teenagers I have led to Him, people who've been impacted by my writings... they are grateful. My children I am raising in a Godly home to love and obey Him ... they are grateful.  To this day, I am preaching, praying, equipping, coaching and giving because someone sowed their time, their gifts, and showed up that day. Their seed is STILL giving. Matthew 10:42 And whoever gives to one of these little ones [in rank or influence] even a cup of cold water because he is My disciple, surely I declare to you, he shall not lose his reward. I Cor 12:27 Now you [collectively] are Christ’s body and [individually] you are members of it, each part severally and distinct [each with his own place and function].

1.  View what you do in light of Eternity.
          I beg of you, sweet friend who serves in children's nursery that sees no fruit in the children, just the dried snot on your shoulder.  You are sowing eternal seed.
Change your perspective.  Don't see what you are doing as small and
mundane.  See it as a seed with GREAT potential to affect many, many more
than that one snotty baby you are loving on. (CLICK HERE TO TWEET)   I wonder who they will grow upto be, to reach...to help.  I wonder what their parents will hear in the service that may heal their marriage.  I wonder if the only care they get is when they are at church.


2.  Do what you do for an Audience of One.
          I beg of you, faithful one who weekly shows up to clean the church for free,
thinking it goes unnoticed.  He notices.  Remember, what we do in secret will
be rewarded openly.  I don't know if it will be on this earth or later, what I do
know is He sees.  He notices.  He takes account. (CLICK HERE TO TWEET!)   Each paper you pick up, each toilet you scrub, He notices.


3.  Choose to see the little as BIG.
          Oh tired friend who helps with the youth group, weekly ushers, or sets up the coffee.  You are influencing people's destinies with each faithful act of
service.  As Jesus said in Matthew 10:42, you will not lose your reward.
Remain faithful, and please see the significance in the seemingly
insignificant.  Who knows who will say "yes" to Jesus because you said "yes"
to serving?  Remember what Jesus said about a cup of water?  He rewards
THAT.  ( CLICK HERE TO TWEET)  Water.  Water, y'all.  Each act we serve each other with has BIG potential.  Your seed will still be producing many years later.

So... get up, dust yourself off... KEEP GOING.  What you do matters, and could be
changing a little one's destiny, just like it did mine.


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