Hello friends. I haven’t posted here in a while. Some of you have asked if there’s something wrong. Not at all! I’ve been spending almost all of my spare time working on my second novel. The words have been flowing freely and I decided to ride the wave as long as possible. But I did want to jump back in here and share something that’s been on my mind…
Duty is a 4-letter word, and in many people’s minds it’s a dirty 4-letter word. It didn’t used to be. There was a time when people took great pride in doing what they were supposed to do. But nowadays we’ve gotten away from that because we’ve bought into the notion that everything we do is supposed to feel good and be enjoyable. You can see it everywhere.
People whose marriages have lost their spark start cheating.
People who hate their jobs show up late for work with a long face and do the bare minimum.
People who are bored with church either drop out or hop from one to another.
Or people who’ve grown tired of their ministries bail out and leave somebody else to pick up the slack.
I think it’s high time we realized that much of what we do in life is never going to be fun. I was talking to a young mother recently. She had several little kids. She said, “You know, I was figuring it up the other day and I think I’ve now changed over 5,000 diapers in my life.” And then she added, “And I’ve hated every one of them.”
Changing diapers is something that never, ever becomes fun. But as a parent, it’s your duty to do it. And there are so many things in life that are that way. You may hate to clean house, or mow the grass, or go visit your mother-in-law, but you know it’s the right thing to do. There’s a little poem that says:
I slept and dreamed that life was beauty, then woke and learned that it was duty.
That’s what Paul was getting at in 2 Corinthians 4:1 when he said, “And so, since God in his mercy has given us this wonderful ministry, we never give up.” Believe me, Paul had plenty of hard times when he could have easily given up. But he realized that he had a responsibility that was greater than his feelings or his need for personal enjoyment.
I’m only guessing here, but I have a hunch that the person God respects most is not the person who loves his responsibility and does it with gusto, but the person who doesn’t love his responsibility but plods along and does it anyway.