Slave: a person who is the legal property of another and is forced to obey them.
Servant: a devoted and helpful follower or supporter.
I woke up early this morning, 4:30 a.m., I could tell I wasn’t going to be able to fall back to sleep but I laid there anyway for about 30 minutes. Sam was at the foot of the bed responding to my restlessness. Finally, I sat up, swung my legs over to the floor, reached for my glasses, and my…
That’s when the conviction struck.
So, have you turned into one of “those” people? Grab your phone before you grab for Me?
Mind you I’ve only had a smartphone for less than a month and already I have a love relationship with it. I also have a Kindle plugged in next to my bed – two electronics. Two time robbers.
The thief comes to steal…
And, before I even stood up I had this thought:
Are you going to be a slave to it or are you going to allow it to be a servant to you.
It was a defining moment. I remember years ago, long before blogs and smartphones, there was a gal who sent out a daily email. I believe her name was Laine. She was a blogger before the word was in our vernacular! She lived simply, had six or seven kids, she home-schooled, she was a stay-at-home mom, wife, gardener, writer, laundress, cook, bottle washer, bookkeeper, teacher, shopper, thrifty woman. She almost made me sick. BUT, I digress… She had this great term for all the conveniences she had in her home, for example: the crockpot, washer, dryer, bread machine, etc. She called them her servants. She would get up early, get right into The Word, and then afterward she’d get her household servants started on their day, serving her and her family. Pretty clever, right?
You see where I’m going?
ANY THING, that takes me away from the Best Thing, becomes an idol and I become enslaved to it. Lord, I don’t want that to happen with my new toy. I want my smartphone to SERVE ME. To help make my day better. Easier. Happier. I want to be able to step outside and allow it to serve me with wonder! Pictures. Texts from my loved ones. Forwarded calls from my office. Encouragement for and from other like-minded believers on IG, Facebook, Twitter. It will be my servant, at my beck and call.
I refuse to be its slave. I refuse to reach for “it” before I reach for HIM.
IT will serve me.
I will not serve IT.
Refusing to be a slave…