I have a friend who will be the first to volunteer for
things when someone asks for assistance.
He then will complain about what he is doing the entire time he is doing
it. He does the work but hurls insults
and epithets throughout the entire time.
We all have to serve others in some way. Whether it is family, work, government, or
friends we serve in some way. Since I
believe that God is sovereign I believe that we all serve his purpose whether
we acknowledge it or not.
It is so easy to hurl stones at those we serve behind their
backs. We can complain, malign, and be
abusive about those we serve and they never hear it. This does not make it any less wrong. We seem to have lost the ability to show
respect even when we disagree.
The truth is we are going to serve someone. If we do it with a graceful heart it is much
easier to do so. I must remind myself of
this at times. When I know that I know
best and “management” seems to disagree, then I must adopt a graceful attitude
and serve with all my heart.
When I choose to serve someone else I must assure that the
focus of my heart is dealing out grace.
When I must serve because of the law or my position the truth is no
different. It is in this type of service
that great beauty is found. I must not
only serve in grace but must give my best.
You may be an
ambassador to England or France
You may like to
gamble, you might like to dance
You may be the
heavyweight champion of the world
You may be a socialite
with a long string of pearls
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody
Well, it may be the
devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody
You might be a rock
’n’ roll addict prancing on the stage
You might have drugs
at your command, women in a cage
You may be a
businessman or some high-degree thief
They may call you
Doctor or they may call you Chief
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody
Well, it may be the
devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody
You may be a state
trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may be the head of
some big TV network
You may be rich or
poor, you may be blind or lame
You may be living in
another country under another name
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody
Well, it may be the
devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody
You may be a
construction worker working on a home
You may be living in a
mansion or you might live in a dome
You might own guns and
you might even own tanks
You might be
somebody’s landlord, you might even own banks
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody
Well, it may be the
devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody
You may be a preacher
with your spiritual pride
You may be a city
councilman taking bribes on the side
You may be workin’ in
a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair
You may be somebody’s
mistress, may be somebody’s heir
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody
Well, it may be the
devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody
Might like to wear
cotton, might like to wear silk
Might like to drink
whiskey, might like to drink milk
You might like to eat
caviar, you might like to eat bread
You may be sleeping on
the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody
Well, it may be the
devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody
You may call me Terry,
you may call me Timmy
You may call me Bobby,
you may call me Zimmy
You may call me R.J.,
you may call me Ray
You may call me
anything but no matter what you say
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to
serve somebody
Well, it may be the
devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have
to serve somebody
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."
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