The God Who Saved Me Came To Serve

We need to be big-hearted instead of big-headed.
— Pastor Rodney

One of the easiest things to forget is that Jesus came to serve. Our entire world, our flesh, our natural hearts, and minds, they constantly ask the question — What about me? What about my ambitions? What about my plans? What about my emotions?

But Jesus constantly served. He washed feet. He walked miles. He conversed with outcasts. He gave His body and His blood and His rightful place. He came to earth with the express purpose of serving those who were beneath Him.

And those around Him, the men who spent time with Him day after day, still struggled with wanting to look out for themselves first. They were ending their time with Him, they had just had the bread and the wine in one of the holiest moments in history, and they start to argue about which one of them was the greatest. Jesus patiently points out that this isn’t the way things work in the Kingdom, that they wouldn’t be important by trying to be important, that giving was going to be better than winning.

I’m thankful that Luke included this story in his letter because no matter how many times I read these words, I naturally tend toward selfishness. I need to be reminded again and again that the God who saved me came to serve, that He calls me to serve, that it’s a practice and a function of the Holy Spirit inside of me. I can’t expect it to come naturally (because it won’t). I have to ask for help. I have to set it before my mind and choose others over my own desires. And I pray that as I do these things, they become more natural. I pray that God does the work inside me so that my heart becomes more like His.


Call to action:

Ask God to show you how you can selflessly serve someone else this week, and then do it.

Read for next week:

Luke 22:31-62