Who Am I?

I began to write this post about freedom—and its limitations. I am experiencing a great deal of freedom—at least in terms of schedule, time use, etc. You see all the things I would normally be doing have been turned over to others because of my impending visit to an all expense included resort trip.

So what do I do? And why is that so important?

I shared with one of my elders that I feel a bit like I’m cheating. I am on sick leave, but I don’t feel that sick. I am going into the hospital (the resort:-)), but I’m not there yet. I am still Senior Minister of NOCC, but I am not doing “Senior Minister” things the way I normally would.

So what do I do? And why is that so important?

His response was: Your job is to get better. Do what you need to do—to prepare your family, to be ready for the hospital, to get better.

But that doesn’t sound like work—at least not my work. So what do I Do? And why is that so important?

It’s an old trap—we are not just what we do—or the result of what we do. But it feels like I am. So, when most of my duties are no longer mine, the real question isn’t so much “what do I do”? It is “If I am not what I do, who am I”?

The answer is clear and simple—but that doesn’t mean I immediately go there mentally, and certainly not emotionally.

I am a servant of the King. He can have me do anything he wants—or nothing at all. Nothing is different–I am still the servant of the King.

So what do I do? I keep looking at the King. I remind myself that life is about him—not me. I take comfort, and joy, and even meaning in the fact that I belong to Him and that is the only important fact in life. And then I practice living and thinking and feeling that way.

Because it is true. And because I don’t always live and think and feel something simply because it is true.

Who Am I? I am a servant of the King. Who are you?