A surprising thing just happened to me. I’m pretty sure I was served by Jesus, or at least one of his followers who embodies the spirit of giving, sacrifice, and love. I was recently hospitalized and have two small children, one who still nurses throughout the night. Needless to say, this has put a burden on my husband. A friend came over two nights in a row and took care of the baby at night so my husband could get some rest while I was still in the hospital. That alone, is an amazing act of love. One night, the baby was up every two hours.
But today, I received a thank you note from that person and her husband thanking ME for allowing them to serve my family. Wow. I’m feeling incredibly blessed. I also sense the love of the Father in His provision for us during this tough time. But there’s a bit of conviction too–do I serve this humbly, or am expecting something (even just a thank you) in return?