The Servant

I’m so in love with the passage of Scripture in Matthew 20:20, where the mother of James and John brings her son’s to Jesus. There she asks if he’d allow her sons the prestigious position of being His “right hand men” … in His coming kingdom. Jesus graciously responds that that position was not His to give, but that His Father has determined the occupants of those seats. He goes on to teach a lesson and says, “…those among you desiring to be great will be your servant”. In other words, that person will be the attendant, or the waiter, ready to serve. Jesus goes on to declare in Matthew 20:28 that He “… came not to be tended unto but to serve … or act as a waiter. And to give His life as a ransom for many.”

These passages of Scriptures immensely stir my heart. What an amazingly, selfless person Jesus was while on earth … and still is! I covet His character, and in an attempt to emulate His heart, I find myself attempting to be great (a server), even when I don’t feel like it or when the act doesn’t directly benefit me. For example, my husband Jeremy loves to go on evening walks. It’s therapeutic for him, and he and I usually have very meaningful conversation during those walks. The downside for me is, he likes to walk in the evening and because I’m an early riser, evening time is when I’m mentally and physically preparing to wind down — -I’m zapped. So every now and then, after my evening shower, Jeremy will pop into the…