Tuesday, January 7, 2014

A Servant's Heart

Sometimes I wonder if we, as women, have minimized our gift of serving.  Maybe the women's movement started all of it.  Or maybe it was the extremely taxing responsibility of working, parenting, maintaining a marriage, cleaning, cooking and, oh yeah, making time for ourselves.  Whatever the reason is, the feeling is prevalent.  Serving someone (unless they are at your home for a fabulous party) feels somewhat demeaning.

Our idols are women who do it all with grace and poise.  Nevermind the fact that most of them have nannies and marriages dangling by a thread.  They look amazing.  They are successful.  We don't see them wiping up puke in the middle of the night or ironing their husband's shirts.  We are so beyond that, right?  We are women, hear us roar!  At least, that's the way I usually think.  But as I read a simple 1950's children's book to my children, I began to reevalutate the wisdom in my current views.

The story talks of a big storm that is coming and details how each character prepares for the coming snow.  Children, a policeman, and the policeman's wife have very different responses to the storm.  The policeman's wife is particularly helpful and, dare I say, dutiful in her role.  

She makes sure there is cough medicine in case he gets sick.

She gives him a warm foot bath after his socks get wet in the newly fallen snow. 

And she dries his boots to ensure that he is ready for the next day.  She is completely, 100% dedicated to helping him be the best he can be.  I'm sure she had a million other things to do just like we do, but she served and gave of herself without question.  

Do I really and truly do that?  Not always.  My husband, however, has a servant's heart.  He cooks for me, runs errands for me, grabs a glass of water for me when I'm too comfortable to move.  I've gotten really good at receiving but how good am I at giving back to him with love in my heart?  How can I stop seeing it as "one more thing" and start seeing it as a beautiful opportunity to show him what he means to me?

I prayed about it and have decided to ask him every day if there is something I can do for him. Even if he says nothing, I will find something small.  I may buy him his favorite candy, recover his grill for him, or pick up his dry cleaning for him...Anything will work.  It's my goal to give to him selflessly, even on the days when it does feel like one more thing.

How can you cultivate your servant's heart?  Is there anyone in your life that consistantly gives to you? Maybe it's time to start giving back.

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