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Serve Your Way Out

Are you struggling? Does the world have you down?  Does it seem like it's just not going your way? 

Serve your way out of it.

Have you found yourself in a place where you feel far from God? Does it seem like your prayers aren’t being heard? Does it feel like you are alone?

Serve your way out of it.

Let's face it, life isn't easy. There are times when it seems nothing goes right.  There are times when we just don’t feel good. There are times when it seems like we receive blow after blow and just can’t catch our breath. 

Serve your way out of it.

In times like these it is super easy to hyperfocus on ourselves.  Our problems and our challenges take center stage. We lose the ability to see the big picture. All we can see is our situation and our feelings. 

When we get to these places I suggest we need a perspective shift. We need to shift the focus from us to others. We need to get back to basics.  Jesus tells us to Love God and Love others (Mark 12:30-31). When we are in the dumps, find a perspective shift through love. I understand this can seem impossible when you’re down and feel unloved. Our God is the God of the possible and unending love.

He sees us as great!  In fact Jesus says that the “greatest among us shall be your servant” (Matthew 23:11). Greatness is the opposite of the dark place we can find ourselves in during these tough times.  

Each week at Downtown Ministries we are blessed by homeless people who jump in and help to set up, breakdown, and hand out clothes. The same people I have come to serve realize the value of service.  In their despair and need they can feel the value God places on loving our neighbors.  The greatness in choosing to be a servant. 

So, when it seems bleak and hopeless.  Take charge. Step into God's truth. Serve your way out of it. 

Be blessed and be a blessing,

Matt


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