I thank God for the many servants we have in this congregation. When we get to heaven we’ll see how much good our works of faith did as we witness others’ salvation. Sometimes we are even blessed in this life as we see our efforts bringing forth fruit by God. The following poem illustrates this:
Last Sunday was my turn in the Nursery to work.
My heart wasn’t in it, and my feelings were hurt
A child from its mother did not want to part.
And it cried a lot, with its broken heart.
I prayed that soon the hour would end,
That I could relax – no more children to tend.
Soon the hour was over – felt good to be free.
I said once a month was too much for me!
That very next Sunday, as I sat in the pew,
A very good sermon, but visitors were few.
But down came a woman & her soul was saved,
And she was the mother of the crying babe.
Then it dawned on me that I had been a part
Of one being saved – giving God their heart.
From that day on, I would never dread
Working in the Nursery with children,
While souls were being fed.
Thank God for you who serve! God will bless you for your faith that works through love. (Galatians 5:6)
…Mike