It’s a story as old as ministry itself.
You begin a ministry to someone, to a group of people, to a certain place and population—fully expecting that YOU are going to serve THEM.
Bless their little pea-pickin’ hearts. Won’t they be lucky.
And then, before you even know what hit you, you end up realizing that it’s YOU that has been blessed, and served, and ministered to. Whenever that happens I’m always caught off guard.
And then I can’t believe that I’ve been caught off-guard AGAIN.
I think Jesus knew this about ministry. I think it may have been why, when on the night before he died he told his disciples to wash each others feet. It wasn’t just so the washER would be able to serve the washEE – but that both would be blessed by the experience.
I recently downloaded A Good and Perfect Gift to my Kindle, and, even between all the busy-ness of the holidays and traveling with the family over-the-river-and-through-the-woods, I could barely put it down. I found myself talking about it with most every one who I sidled up to. I kept reading passages aloud to my wife.
More than once I had to covertly wipe my eyes, because I could no longer read the words in front of me.
My eyes were too full. Read More