I am a Servant

One of Many

“I planted, Apollos watered, but God was causing the growth.  So then neither the one who plants nor the one who waters is anything, but God who causes the growth.” –  1 Corinthians 3:6-7, NASB

It’s too easy to define myself by what I do, and so dangerous. Either way, there’s a slippery slope. If I fail, then by defining myself by what I do, I’m a failure. If success is sprinkled on my path, then I’m successful–and that leads to arrogance.

Serving the Most High God is a privilege. He calls those whose hands are willing for His kingdom beloved. Beloved! The King of Kings calls His servants beloved. How utterly amazing is that? If I’d just stay right there, right in his loving embrace, then maybe I wouldn’t get myself in trouble.

Guess what? I don’t. Instead of hearing Him call me beloved, I busy myself with His work, which I’m supposed to, but in the doing, I’m defining. Look at this successful ministry. Look at the wonderful thing my child has done. Look at the fruit of my labor… Look at me.

The parable of the sower has three elements: the seed, the soil, and let’s not forget, the sower. But the thing is, many are called to sow. It’s not me all by my onesies doing the will of God. And the focus in that parable wasn’t ever on the sower, was it? Because the fruit of the Kingdom was the point.

I am one of many. Called, appointed, and equipped. And it’s a privilege to serve the Most High God. But it isn’t about me. It was never about me.