We remember before our God and Father your work produced by faith, your labor prompted by love, and your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ. (1 Thessalonians 1:3)
Work. Labor. Endurance.
Nope. No siree. No thank you…These don’t sound very fun.
Produced by Faith. Prompted by Love. Inspired by Hope.
Hmmm… maybe I better rethink this.
I’ve been having the Whinies. Triggered by an irritating cold, lack of energy and drive, I’ve slumped into the “Woe is me’s” of bigger, deeper issues that have been my traveling companions in this life for way too long.
And frankly, I’m just a little tired of myself.
So I look at this Scripture and I see work. labor. endurance… and you might as well say death, destruction and dismay because sometimes – in the slumps – that’s all feels like, ya know?
But then I see the tie in of Faith, Love and Hope and I realize, quite honestly, I’ve been acting a little like the ‘entitled’ generation whose attitude I loathe. And the Spirit of God, like the prophet Nathan says,
“That man is you, Jane. You want one without the other, but like freedom: priceless gifts come at a cost. A price already paid by me. A price to be walked out in respect, and weak-in-the-knees thanksgiving. So. Get. Up. And. Walk.
Time to put on your big girl pants, little one.”
Ouch. That hurts so good.
Yes, Lord. Yes