i am a servantMatthew 20:25-28
“You know that the rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and those in high positions act as tyrants over them. It must not be like that among you. On the contrary, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, and whoever wants to be first among you must be your slave; just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many.”
It’s part of who I am now. Servant. Like Jesus.
Even when. No, especially when, it rubs my flesh the wrong way.
When it feels like all I do is serve.
When noone seems to notice.
When it goes unappreciated.
When I’m tired and when I’m ready for someone else to do the serving.
Even when serving others isn’t serving me. (sit with that one for a minute. it will start to sting.)
I am a servant of Christ and that just rolls off my tongue easy like, until I’m treated like a servant. I don’t mind the title of servant, I just don’t want the duty of a servant. The title lets me keep my pride but the duty forces me to lay it down.
But the truth is the truth and there isn’t some secret meaning to the word servant. It is what it sounds like it is, and Jesus declared it over Himself.
So I declare the truth to help me live the truth.
I am here to lay down my life for others. And when I live this way, I am most like the One who layed down His life for me.
I am a servant.