I got out of bed and headed to get ready. I had already fed the boys breakfast and done a few things around the house but got back in bed to enjoy my coffee and a few minutes of The Today Show. It was now 9am and I was still in my jammies, hair a mess, finishing my coffee. I ho-hummed my way to the bathroom to get ready feeling inadequate, useless, and, quite frankly, bored. I desire to do more; be more. I am forever grateful for my time at home, but I am ready to be needed again; to be fulfilled in a different way. What I didn't realize in that moment, was that I was doing just that: I was ministering in my pjs.
I follow a lot of Christian artists, speakers, and authors who seem to tackle the world in a big, bright, and shiny way. I have extraordinarily bright and talented friends who could quite possibly adopt all the orphans and solve world hunger if they banned together. And here I sat with a messy bun and coffee breath. What good am I? I know my place is to raise my sons and I am doing far more than my eyes can see BUT is there more?
"Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God's grace in its various forms." 1 Peter 4:10
What I didn't see in that moment was that I was serving the Lord from my bedroom. I was in a pretty heavy text conversation with a friend helping her along her journey to gain perspective and have some faith. Sometimes we get the privilege to be the faith for another when they have none. I spent about thirty minutes in conversation with my sweet friend talking about life and the challenges we face sometimes. When I walked into the bathroom and saw that I desperately needed to brush my teeth and wash my hair, it hit me: I don't need to be all big and fancy to serve the Lord. He will take me any way He can get me. I need only to remain faithful.
Life is messy and people need us. We only need to make ourselves available. Sometimes that means we get dressed up and speak in front of thousands. Other times, we talk through the glorious power of text while still in our pjs. It doesn't matter what you look like. All that matters is that you serve; even if that means you still have coffee breath.
Love & Blessings,
Meg
"Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing." 1 Thessalonians 5:11
I follow a lot of Christian artists, speakers, and authors who seem to tackle the world in a big, bright, and shiny way. I have extraordinarily bright and talented friends who could quite possibly adopt all the orphans and solve world hunger if they banned together. And here I sat with a messy bun and coffee breath. What good am I? I know my place is to raise my sons and I am doing far more than my eyes can see BUT is there more?
"Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God's grace in its various forms." 1 Peter 4:10
What I didn't see in that moment was that I was serving the Lord from my bedroom. I was in a pretty heavy text conversation with a friend helping her along her journey to gain perspective and have some faith. Sometimes we get the privilege to be the faith for another when they have none. I spent about thirty minutes in conversation with my sweet friend talking about life and the challenges we face sometimes. When I walked into the bathroom and saw that I desperately needed to brush my teeth and wash my hair, it hit me: I don't need to be all big and fancy to serve the Lord. He will take me any way He can get me. I need only to remain faithful.
Life is messy and people need us. We only need to make ourselves available. Sometimes that means we get dressed up and speak in front of thousands. Other times, we talk through the glorious power of text while still in our pjs. It doesn't matter what you look like. All that matters is that you serve; even if that means you still have coffee breath.
Love & Blessings,
Meg
"Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing." 1 Thessalonians 5:11
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