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I gave a girl a ride to rehab today…

I gave a girl a ride to rehab today…

(An anonymous letter)

I gave a girl a ride to a rehab facility today. I received praise for my efforts. Thank you, I’ll pass the praise on to the one to whom it belongs.  I am not looking for gratitude or praise. That all belongs to Jesus. I am not seeking glory. That too belongs to my King.  I am fully aware that He is a jealous God and I will not seek what is not mine…that is dangerous ground.  All glory rightfully belongs to my God.

I have found myself in an area of ministry that is foreign to me. I am in over my head. I am way out of my comfort zone. I am in deep waters. I cannot touch the bottom. I like it and it scares me at the same time. I find a new passion and heightened awareness of Jesus here. I yield to the best of my ability. Where I need help yielding…I ask for complete surrender. My greatest desire is to be but clay in the hands of the potter.

I read that Jesus, the Son of God, came to earth to serve. How strange. Creator of all things…serving sinful mankind. Befriending others in the most undesirable places. A friend to the dirty, cast out and cast down, broken, addicted, and infected. Jesus was kind to the prostitute. He fellowshipped with the tax collector. He touched the leper. Do we realize what a simple touch can do? Perhaps not.

My actions today were in no way about me. What took place was beyond me. My actions point to a good God that is willing to use me. For that, I am grateful. I know false humility is not attractive. I am not displaying false humility. I want to so disappear in what God is doing that I become only an extension of His hand to the lost and broken. The broken are only broken in our eyes. In God’s eyes, they are a beautiful blank canvas in the process of becoming a masterpiece. I was once broken. I was once lost. So were you.

Jesus came to serve. In His likeness, we are here to serve. Not to be served. The church is not a building to contain God’s glory. The Church, the Body of Christ is an extension of God’s unconditional love. We are simply conduits of God’s glory. I do not want to be a part of a production. Do you? No! I want the authenticity of God. No strings attached. Nothing in it for me. All for God’s glory.

I gave a girl a ride to rehab today. Thank you, God for using me. I am changed. Recharged. Less of me. More of you. Let’s do it again God! Let’s get 'em all!