A Servants Heart: Serving with Gladness 4

I woke, startled by a shrill noise, while the house was still dark. A little girl wet her bed and I needed to help her, immediately. Getting my eyes to open was no easy task; I’ve been burning the candle at both ends and sleep is a precious commodity. 


Finally able to come awake enough to make the walk to her room, I grab a sheet from the hall closet on the way. After reminding myself, patient, loving words, I tell her to get up so I can help.

She takes time to dress and put her wet clothes away and I grumble as I have to instruct a second time. With red, tired eyes I help change her bed, as she complains she’s cold.

After the sheet and blanket are back in place, she crawls in, requests her favorite stuffed animal and snuggles down. I sigh, the work is done. I start to take my tired self back to my bed so I can close my eyes again. And then it comes,

“Thank you, mama.”

Oh, I love you, sweet girl.

23 Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, 24 knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ.  Colossians 3:23&24

Those sweet three little words were perspective for me. Am I working with a servants heart? Am I serving my family as if I’m serving the LORD?

Each time I grumble about the crumbs on the floor I just swept, or the room I just picked up that is now trashed, I need a heart check.

I have a family to clean up after because the Lord saw fit to give them to me. He is entrusting them to my care. Expecting me to treat them the way He would.

I’m laying down my sour heart for a servant heart.

Careful though, as Christain women we can take this idea of a servant heart too far, becoming a door mat for those around us all in the name of servanthood but still really missing the mark.

It’s not really the work I need to focus on, it’s my heart.

I can clean up all the messes a household can make in the name of servanthood and still be missing the point. If I’m cleaning and grumbling, I’m missing the point. If I’m cleaning without lovingly instructing a child how to do better next time or how to clean it themself, I’m missing the point.

Serving with gladness.

Work doesn’t enslave us, it gives us a chance to serve. To serve with gladness.

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4 thoughts on “A Servants Heart: Serving with Gladness

  • Kathy

    So appropriate! My 28 yr old just calked for a ride home. After a long day of work it’s the last thing I want to do! Alas your inspiring words! You have many more yrs ahead..in fact with children it continues…

    • Jenni Post author

      “A mother’s work is never done,” comes to mind.

      But how wonderful a thought that God trust us with the gift of a child for life. I pray that my children will still want to call me at 28 and know that I will help. 🙂

  • Claudia Good

    Sweet, thankful words always touch our heart. And our heart always can be reminded to be a humble loving servant. Tilling the soil (raising children with a Godly heart) can be unseen and sometimes goes un-thanked. However, It is the foundation of rewards yet to come for both yourself and your children. Be encouraged in your labor, God will not let it be in vain.

    • Jenni Post author

      Yes, the work we do as mothers can often feel unseen. But God sees and the work is worth it.
      Thanks for reading!