Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving. Colossians 3:23-24I told Noah how proud I was of him for doing something so small to make such a huge difference and that not for one moment was I patting myself on the back for his character development. I told him that I was just overjoyed that the Holy Spirit is working in him, leading him, guiding him to do the small things, which are often the hard things, to make a difference. I’m not entirely sure where you are in your life. Maybe you are at home with small children and you wonder if changing a dirty diaper for the third time since lunch even matters. Or perhaps you are working in a job that doesn’t affect people in a huge way but you show up anyway. It’s likely that you are just going about your life each day, doing the tasks and errands that just need to get done. Friend, He sees. I am confident that our Heavenly Father would rather see us joyfully doing our daily duties, however insignificant they may seem, than have us dread some activity that appears to be much more important. The word whatever in the verse above really does mean whatever. So, press on and know that the often unimportant can actually be the most far-reaching and influential.
My eyes welled up with tears when I read Mike’s email. This friend of ours from church took the time several months back to share a “win” with us about our teenage son, Noah. (And mercy, don’t we parents of teenagers need to hear these things? I see that hand.) He recounted his recent experience at Chick-Fil-A, the most blessed of chicken sandwich establishments. As he was waiting in line to place his order, a very old woman was placing hers in the line next to him but a few people up from him. By the time he made it to where he was able to place his order, the little, old lady was still there at the register placing hers. Mike wrote “the young man waiting on her was so compassionate and patient with her that I was amazed. As a pediatrician, I see kids this age all day long, and this is certainly not the usual. As she stepped away, I noticed his name tag said Noah.” Y’all, that was my Noah. I know, right? We shared Mike’s email with Noah. I told him that his choice to serve her graciously could have made her entire day because she could have gotten someone who was annoyed and impatient. It was a great teaching moment with him to illustrate the verses below: