Sunday, July 26, 2009

Tool, and not the band.

Tonight when I thought about being called to do the work of God and actually doing it, I felt like a tool in God's hands. This thought had no negative connotations.
That also made me think of being a child and my mother or father asking me to do a certain chore at the house.
Whenever God calls you to do something in life it is so much more than just a chore, it is a priviledge. It is an honor. But all the glory goes to God because you are the tool in His hands. Again, that has no negative connotations. When you do the work of God it is like being that child, and when that chore is finished and you come back to your Father He's waiting with open arms to say "Well done my good and faithful servant." At first when I thought of doing the work of the Lord when I died, my work would be done and I couldn't do any more. But God gave me the quick reminder that it's His work and I am a tool. Doing the work of the Lord while I'm on earth is exciting and scary, being welcomed into his arms when I get home is the most comforting thing in the world.

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