Facing the Ministry Conundrum
Yesterday was anything but normal.
My wife had day surgery (she’s doing fine) and because of this and other things, I was running all over town with a thousand different things to do. I had extra responsibilities, but I honestly felt the grace to handle it and never felt overwhelmed. I didn’t start to feel the winding down until dinner time. That’s when I found myself with a choice.
My daughter, Alicia, had received a cupcake maker (mix between a waffle iron and a muffin tin) as one of the presents at her birthday party. She had been asking and asking. She desperately wanted to use it and this particular morning as we were trying to hurry out the door, I did the logical thing that so many of us parents do. I told her that maybe we could maybe make cupcakes after dinner tonight. It always amazes me how when statements I have made are repeated back to me by my kids, the word, maybe, never shows up.
Of course, I didn’t know all the ‘stuff’ that would be crammed into one day. After dinner came and I was reminded (several times) about what I had said. I knew my energy was drained and I had to make a choice. Either I would write a devotional post for today or make the cupcakes. I didn’t have enough for both.
The truth is, I love writing and the interaction with everyone who reads. I genuinely see it as a ministry to the Lord and others. I want to encourage and bless. It was for that reason I almost told her I was too tired and that we could do it tomorrow.
That’s when that still, small voice –you know the one–He whispered to my heart that I have a ministry to my family as well. Whatever else may come and go, but I have a responsibility to love and demonstrate love with action. This family ministry will be a ministry for the rest of my life.
Turned out the jam I found myself in wasn’t so much of a jam after all. God certainly has a way of clearing things up (when I listen). As much as I love expounding on scripture and finding illustrations to help promote eternal truth, my daughter and family also needs a consistent, living example of the heart of the Father. I wish I could say I listen every time, but I miss plenty of opportunities. Even so, I want to be more and more sensitive to their needs and the leading of the Spirit.
There are times when compromises will be made or plans changed for various reasons, but last night, I knew He was leading me in this gift of time and presence.
I do think they appreciated it and even more, I believe my Father was pleased that I chose to represent Him well.
Do you ever feel the pull between ministry in any form and what God has called you to at home? What helps you make the right decision in the moment?