Humble Servant

1/17/2020
Galatians 1: 15-16

Chambers says, "Service is the overflow of superbounding devotion; but, profoundly speaking, there is no call to that, it is my own little actual bit and is the echo of my identification with the nature of God. Service is a natural part of my life. To serve God is the deliberate love-gift of a nature that has heard the call of God. The Son of God reveals Himself in me, and I serve Him in the ordinary ways of life out of devotion to Him."

Today would have been my mom's 90th birthday. She went to be with the Lord a little over two years ago. Five years before that, she suffered a massive debilitating stroke. The doctors gave her six months to live, but she shattered their predictions and lived five more years. God still had things for her to do even in her brokenness.

This time for her was unbelievably hard, yet an amazing time of divine grace. She could have done nothing but complain, but she did not. She could have given up, but she did not. She could have been angry, but she was not. No, this woman of deep faith and conviction became a beacon of God's love to everyone around her. She served God in a more powerful way than she had ever done before. She was generous and loving always with a deep and devoted faith, but in her infirmity and brokenness she shined.

Like anyone, she would sometimes get down, but she never stayed there for long. She instead was grateful to everyone who cared for her even when they unknowingly inflicted pain, and that was an everyday occurrence. She'd smile easily, her sparking blue eyes shining as bright as the stars. Mom told every person who entered her world during that time about the love of Jesus, and all He had done for her. Talk about a powerful witness. After I found out, months after the stroke, that every time she was dressed or moved it was excruciating, I asked her why she never told anyone. She said very gently to me, "If Jesus could suffer what He did for me, I can suffer this and offer it up to Him." Oh my heart! She would also say, "It could be worse, I still have my mind." Miraculous grace! That is how she lived her last five years on Earth, in service to God as a natural part of her life and the relationship she had with Him. It was the most beautiful and humbling thing I had ever witnessed. Serving God to her was as natural as breathing, and she did until her last breath. I know when she entered Heaven she heard, "Well done my good and faithful servant."

Thank you mom,  for teaching me about the saving grace and immeasurable love of Jesus. Love you always and forever. ❤❤❤❤
My Mom's Favorite

Let There Be Peace On Earth
Written by - Jill Jackson Miller      Vocals by- Vince Gill

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