Friday, December 15, 2017

What service looks like

I sighed. Frank had a fever, and that meant I wouldn't be able to make a short stop to check in on someone for church. I'm beginning to recognize how much true joy and happiness arise from serving others, and so I was really bummed that I wouldn't be able to experience that today.

But then the thought entered my mind: How important is it to love anyone when they're sick? If Frank had been a motherless child, and I had been a volunteer willing to hold him while he was sick, would my service be more meaningful because it was "volunteering"?

The Lord places those closest to us who need our help. Serving our children is serving. A mother's work is important. It is very, very needed. It is not less acceptable service, neither is it less important than visiting the fatherless or the widow. All children are valuable to our Father in Heaven, and he is no respecter of persons.

Sometimes we all need that reminder. That serving in the home is more than a duty, it truly is serving our fellow man. It's important in the lives of those we serve. And if we let it, recognizing the eternal nature of our service helps us feel true joy, not just later, but today.


  1. Great blog. I have always felt that way because so much of my time was spent keeping my family going. Plus my husband was gone so much of the time I could be going off taking care of others and leaving my family unattended. Surely the Lord will give me credit for what I did at home.Mom

    1. I agree Mom. Ben always reminds me “those who wait also serve.” I’m grateful you took care of me!! I love you