Mama wasn't fixing Daddy's plate, and Nancy and I sure weren't fixing our husbands' plates. Even when Buddy married, we continued to fix his plate.
Sadly, our brother lived and died tormented. Fixing his plate was an act of service, a token of love.
Jesus understood and taught His disciples about serving others. We are not to do it merely from a sense of duty. It's a gift of love and care.
Jesus sat down and called the twelve apostles to him. He said, “Whoever wants to be the most important must make others more important than themselves. They must serve everyone else.”
Mark 9:35 ERV
My two happiest days of the year are probably the day after Thanksgiving when my extended family comes, and in March when the ladies I love come for our Friends and Family Tea. Preparing food and the house become labors of love as I seek ways to bring them honor and comfort.
And they are not labors in vain. When we serve one another, we bring the Lord glory. The Apostle Peter reminds us of the ministry in our service to one another.
Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.
1 Peter 4:10 NIV
I recently read Matthew Kelly's book, The Biggest Lie in the History of Christianity. When we choose to use the gift(s) God has given us to serve, Kelly calls them "holy moments". What do you think would happen, Dear Reader, if we chose to engage in more "holy moments" with those around us?