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Monday, March 15, 2010

Tender Times of Hard Work

We were fortunate to have 20 people work here at the respite and spend the night with us last night. As you can imagine, I am tired today. As long as I can remember, I have wanted to serve lots of people in my home. Of course, it was always more glamorous in my mind. It wasn't deep in the throes or remodel. There is a part of me that doesn't want this phase to end though. I will be sad when the workers and the volunteers are not coming anymore. I will be sad when the work is done. I will miss them. There is just something special about people who love to serve behind the scenes in the least elegant of ways. I love the people who come to do the hard, monotonous work. I love the people who are willing to be filthy. Thank you, beautiful people. I cherish our time together. I think you are an amazing display of the servanthood of Christ.

1 comment:

marge said...

this makes me want to show up to your house with a pair of work gloves and boots, and do whatever is necessary. i really wish we could sit and chat (and then work hard) because you are a breath of fresh air.