Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Live to Serve

We live to serve. A phrase I've heard my good friend Kelly say for years and a phrase that the Lord continues to bring to mind as Dan and I transition our roles here at RVA and watch other staff do the same.

I want to live to serve. Not because the work is glamorous or personally fulfilling (though sometimes it is) or even because it lines up with my gifts and abilities, but out of a heart of obedience first. 

We moved here in 2012 in order to serve the children of missionaries, washing the feet of those who bring good news.

We didn't come simply to teach math to missionary children or simply to mentor missionary children, we came for all of it, the whole package, however we can best help wash those feet. Our roles and responsibilities have looked different each year here at RVA, we've worn a number of hats, and this year we take on yet another.


A few weeks ago, we welcomed five new families into our home, those who were bringing their son to RVA for the first time. Those who were bringing their son not only to RVA for the first time, but were prepared to entrust US with him for the next twelve weeks. Over tea, we talked about their ministries and their work and their kids. My job this year is to be a mom to these ten boys in addition to my own three. It's a role I feel extremely inadequate to fulfill, but it's a role we felt the Lord leading us to take on and we live to serve.


Those families stayed with us on their last night and said their see-you-laters to their precious children in our front yard. Four more arrived on flights from Mozambique and Uganda among other places, those who have boarded here before, and we began life as a family of fifteen this term.


We live to serve. We live to serve a risen Savior who asks us to do hard things for His kingdom and His glory.

We live to serve by obediently stepping into roles, sometimes different ones every year, sometimes glamorous roles but mostly not, sometimes center stage roles but mostly not, sometimes personally life-giving roles but mostly not.  And that's OK.  Because it’s not about US and whether what we do here fits into a nice neat box. 

It’s about THE ONE who called us here to do the foot-washing, whatever that may look like, and it will likely look different every year.

May we all learn, as I am in the process of being taught, to do what is asked of us with a willing heart, grateful just for the chance to be a part of the foot-washing.

How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed?  And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? And how are they to preach unless they are sent? As it is written: “How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news.” Romans 10:14-15

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