For a summer job last year, I worked for a funeral home in town run by Mr. and Mrs. Greathouse. They were unable to do most of the manual labor of keeping up the property, so I was able to serve them by weed-whacking, mowing, weeding, trimming bushes and so forth. By the time the grass stopped growing and the job was over, we had gotten to know each other rather well. It wasn’t just a job anymore; it was a ministry of love.
So the fall and winter passed; Christmas and the New Year came and went. Then in early January, there came a letter simply addressed “The Staddon Family, Buffalo Calf Road, Salem WV.” Because the envelope had no return address, I waited with curiosity as Mom opened it. The colorful greeting card enclosed contained a warm, hand-written message from Mr. and Mrs. Greathouse expressing their gratefulness for the work I had done last summer. Wow!
I was reminded that the same love you sow in service, you will reap in gratitude. I encourage you to take your normal jobs that involve normal people and make them a ministry of love that will live forever in the hearts of those you serve.