I think it's about time for another story I heard from my mom. :) This is a true story that has affected me deeply, but I'm ashamed to say that I have forgotten some of the details. If you read along and it sounds familiar, please fill me in! There was once a monk. He was a little slow of mind, and slow of body, and he was on the bottom of the hierarchy of things. He was given all the unwanted jobs of the monastary. The miserable and dirty and distasteful work was on his daily to-do list. Also, his particular monastary had a bakery of sorts where people of the area could eat. His duties there involved getting there very early in the morning to stoke the fires for baking, to haul water, to serve customers (who were cruel to him), and to wash the dishes. It was plain to anyone he led a bit of a miserable existance of no sweeping importance, and that the way he was treated greived him very much. Most of all, he led an isolated and lonely life. The strange thing about this monk, though, was that he was endlessly peaceful and content. He never lashed out at those who were mean to him. He never grew frustrated or angry over his workload. In fact, he went about his days with a serene smile on his face. What was his secret? Everything he did, he did it with Jesus. Literally. Any task that was his, he would literally converse with Jesus as if He were right next to him. As if Christ were doing the same jobs right along side him. While he was washing dishes, he would tell Jesus about how tired he felt as if Christ himself were next to him with a dishtowel. Hauling water, he would thank Jesus for cautioning him against that rock that would trip him. He might have seemed alone, but he always had Jesus with him, as his nearest and dearest. As his best confidante. Now, for those of us who have our nose to the grindstone. For those of us who have these dishes to wash, this rug to vaccuum, this job to do. These tasks that fill our days can easily be a distraction from our heart's love. Or, they can be an opportunity for communion with him. Will you do your day with Jesus?
I had more thoughts about this after I published it.
Thoughts like, if we were living like this, conversing with Jesus and spending our tasks with Him, wouldn't it be just incredible how it would change what we think, what we say, how we do things?
And, it would make so that the menial, nasty jobs would be, well... About glory, not grime.
good blog wb. Your mom is a wise woman. I will try to think of doing the work with Jesus, I think I will be glad to clean up the grime as you say. Thank you wb.
Wow Who, this is a great story :) Sometimes when I do meaningless tasks I ask, "What is this going to do for the Kingdom of God?" But He knows so I don't have to worry about things like that :wink: Everything we do should be for the glory of God and this is a great reminder!
This is tremendous, Who! I was looking for something inspiring for my message tomorrow, and the Lord led me straight to this post. Thanks very much. Just awesome.
Love in Him, Mona
That sounds like a wonderful way to get through the day. For myself I often get tired of talking to God, which I think is normal (how much can one person have to say to God?), then I start to listen, but the listening just falls into ramblings in the mind. I wonder how we can keep ourselves from that?