You ever get tired of doing good? Doing good things for your family, your friends, your coworkers, or your neighbors. Let’s be honest, it can wear you out, especially when no one seems to notice. I know you’re not asking for a parade in your honor celebrating every time you help someone out, but wouldn’t it feel good if someone validated your actions?
It’s your flesh that seeks this recognition. If you received the few minutes of gratitude here on earth each time you did something good, then there might not be anything for God to reward you for in heaven that will last forever. So ask yourself, “Why am I doing this?” Is it really to share God and His love, or is it for you?
God doesn’t require attention-getting devices. He won’t overlook what you are doing; he’ll reward you well. “Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or–worse!–stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. Mat. 6:18-20 (MSG)
Keep doing the things that bring God glory in secret. For there will be a day when you stand before Him. Let God validate your ticket. Hopefully you will hear these words from Him, “Well done thy good and faithful servant.” (Mat. 25:21)
“Quick, God I need your helping hand. The last decent person just went down.” This quote is from my daily scripture reading this past week in Psalms chapter 12 verse 1. (“The Message“(MSG) translation by Eugene Peterson.) After I read that verse I paused and wondered, am I a decent person? Also I had the thought, what would cause me to go down? Probably my go to sin. You know it. The one Satan uses most often to trip me up, to pull me away from God. To be honest if my actions today were the only ones used to answer that question then the answer would be, “No!”
She has taken on average 815,731,200 breaths as of today. Every breath has gone in and out of a person that today celebrates her ninety-seventh birthday. Every breath has contributed to a life lived well. She has been there breathing through the good times, the fun times and the hard times. There was a breath taken when her two younger brothers were each born. A breath taken with excitement when her to be husband first kissed her. A breath sighed heavy when her mother passed, when her husband passed and when her first brother passed.
In the video link below you will witness 4 year old Lea taking her first acrobatic flight with her dad. She sits back and enjoys it tremendously, and I don’t know French (I think it is French), but I swear she is begging for more.
I don’t wish for a job,
e and I were at a company party at a skating rink. I wanted my son to enjoy the evening as well. They wouldn’t let me carry him around while I skated, but they let me push him around in his walker. One problem: the plastic wheels got hot from the speed and melted. It’s hard to use a walker with one side of each wheel flat. Although by using it after that evening we always knew where he was in the house; right where we had left him.
t was finished. Two of every kind of animal was on board. It started to rain, and Noah with his family entered the boat, their salvation from judgement. When the people saw it was actually raining THEN they believed, and THEN they wanted saving, but it was too late. So I wonder, how long did some of them float? How many days did they last while hanging on to anything that would keep their head above water? Then how far did they sink before their lungs filled up with water, and their life was over?