This past week has been exhausting. I feel as though every part of my body has been in pain from lack of sleep, running up and down steps and nursing my kids back to health. At the ripe young age of 42, my body doesn’t work like a 28 year old mother. It is this kind of week that reminds me that I am no longer able to do all that I once could. I guess it could be depressing, but I realize that God has different plans for me as I age. It doesn’t mean that I get to “retire” from doing God’s work, it just means that His plans will reflect something new. It also means that I now need to rely more on God for my bodily strength and less on me. I have to trust that God will strengthen me to accomplish His plans as He sees fit.
This weekend I had the privilege of working at a local church. This church put on what is called the “Holy Walk of Bethlehem.” For two nights, the people of this church gave their time and talent (tirelessly) to let the community receive a glimpse of Christ’s birth and the journey up to His birth. Over 2500 people came to see this miracle reenacted. As hundreds of people waited their turn for a journey of a lifetime, musicians played, choirs sang, scripture lessons were taught, and hot chocolate and cookies were served all by people of this wonderful church. In the background (where cast members relaxed), food was served, kids were dressed as angels and shepherds, wisemen (or as we called them wise guys), prophets, choirs of angels, guards, census takers, innkeepers and shepherds had a much needed break. Parking attendants helped with parking and shuttling cast members back and forth to a different parking area. I haven’t even gone into the set up and take down of this spectacular event. S0o much went into this weekend that it is hard to believe that this church did not collapse with exhaustion. Instead of complaining about tired aching backs, cast and crew smiled and rejoiced at this wonderful weekend. I never heard any one even mention that all this work was too much. I never heard anyone say this weekend just isn’t worth the work. God gave this church the strength to get through these two nights so that His wonderful miracle could be witnessed by so many.
This is what I am talking about when I say you never get to “retire” from God’s Work. There were people of all ages helping on this wonderful weekend. I personally felt completely fulfilled with Christ’s love even through the exhaustion. I felt a strength that God gifted me (and so many others) with because we were doing something great for Him. I felt peace that people would enjoy this weekend and spread the Word of Christ’s birth. When I work at something with all my heart for God, I receive a joy beyond no other joy. I receive such a great blessing knowing that I am doing God’s work. Yes, I had a very sick child at home, but for one weekend, I allowed God to take control and find a way for me to help out with this blessed event. Yes, I am sure all were exhausted and physically drained after the weekend. My guess is that one smile from someone who enjoyed the journey, changed that exhaustion to joy in seconds. One pat on the back from someone who experienced Christ took away that physical pain like no pain medication ever could. One thank you changed it all. When you work at doing God’s work with all your heart, God provides you with fulfillment. God provides you with perseverance. God provides you with the strength to do it all again. Never doubt the strength that God gives you!
And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4:19