A Servant’s Job Description

FenceThere is a really neat feature for those of us who have blogs. We can tell what word or words a person typed into a search engine which led them to our blog. I get a lot of searches for “tired mama,” “coffee,” and even one “I can’t find my other sock.” Good luck with that one, buddy. I got nothin’ for ya. More often than not, however, someone lands on my blog searching for comfort of some kind. Last week, someone typed in “I can’t pay my bills.” Another day, it was “when you’ve had enough of life.” I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that that one haunted me for days. Unfortunately, I have no way of knowing who did the searching.

It got me to thinking about how so many of us struggle. Life seems to have us down and, yet, continues to kick. Then, I came across this passage in Isaiah.

He who dwells righteously and speaks uprightly, who despises the gain of oppressions, who shakes his hands, lest they hold a bribe, who stops his ears from hearing of bloodshed and shuts his eyes from looking on evil. – Isaiah 33:15

And then, this.

he will dwell on the heights; his place of defense will be the fortress of the rocks; his bread will be given him; his water will be sure. Your eyes will behold the king in his beauty… – Isaiah 33:16-17

I’ll be honest. I read this for several days. I was kind of stuck because I didn’t feel like I could move on, but I wasn’t really sure what I was supposed to be getting either. Then, it hit me. Think of these two passages as job descriptions.

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We are to:

live righteously

speak truthfully

despise oppression

live honestly

guard our eyes and ears.

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Then, when we do our part, God provides:

pleasure {we are able to dwell in his presence}

protection {he becomes our defense}

provision {he gives bread and water}

paradise {the promise of, one day, seeing him in his beauty}

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Stress and anxiety come when we, first, fail to do our part and, then, have the audacity to try and do God’s part. We spend our time and energy trying to supply pleasure, protection, provision and paradise for ourselves. Take just a moment and think about that thing that keeps you awake at night. What is it that causes you the most anxiety? Do you have it in mind? I would be willing to bet that it falls into one of those categories.

Pleasure. {Are you just seeking something, anything, to make yourself feel better?}

Protection. {Do you feel the need to defend yourself or seek revenge for a betrayal?}

Provision. {Is there a constant fear of not having enough?}

Paradise. {Do you worry that you haven’t done enough or that you aren’t worthy enough?}

If any of those areas stress you out or cause you anxiety, that is because they are not in your job description. You were not created and are not expected to provide those things for yourself. I’m going to teach you a very important phrase – one that I have been practicing myself. Are you ready?

The next time, an unexpected bill comes and you feel your chest tighten and the worry rise.

That is not in my job description.

When you think of that person who misjudged and wounded you and you begin to hurt all over again.

That is not in my job description.

When you feel like everyone is having fun except you and you’re tempted to seek your own pleasure.

That is not in my job description.

It feels pretty good, doesn’t it?

We only need to concern ourselves with our jobs. We need to live righteously. Walk humbly. Seek justice. Despise oppression. Speak and conduct ourselves honestly. Guard our hearts by protecting our eyes and ears. Declare freedom to the captive. Carry light into the darkness. Spread good news to weary hearts.

If you think about it – we get the really fun part.

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