Shall Be Your Servant…
For close to ten years life was filled with travel, lawlessness and sporadic homelessness. During this time there was great emphasis on “things” of a spiritual nature. There was time devoted to Hinduism, Judaism, Native American practices and Buddhism. The only thing that was ignored was a study of the Holy Bible and the teachings of the Prophets, the Disciples and the King of kings, Jesus Christ. There was one piece that runs through all the disciplines as that is servitude.
While on the road we would set up kitchens in the middle of the forest for a week at a time and serve anywhere from 7 people to 700 people a day. If you’ve never built a “kitchen” in the forest it should now be on your bucket list – it should, as it did mine, change your life forever.
After getting sober the thought of serving others was all consuming. Going into the rehab industry was a thought (still is to be perfectly honest) because it’s about helping others all the day long. The only problem with this situation is it’s a job – it’s a task that must be performed. Oh, all those kitchens we built in the middle of the forest we did the initial funding – all the equipment, food, etc. we provided then people would bring us what they had or what we requested would show up. We were never paid money, it was a labor of love. What was learned can not be unlearned, the impact on our lives can not be undone.
It is through service to others that we experience God in His purest form – that’s an opinion that I hold and it will not change, that statement is not based on anything other than my personal experience. When you serve someone, especially someone that has awakened in a very dark place and the Light begins to shine, once again, in their life that is 100% God, you are the vessel used to deliver the healing remedy. God gets all the glory, all the Love and all the joy from a life that has been set straight. It’s amazing to be part of the process. especially, if you happen to be the vessel.
While serving 700 people, turned out to be the only kitchen for the Gathering, meant keep a clear head, having everything in place and working around the clock for 3 days straight. It pushes a person to the very limits of what God had delegated. It was accomplished with a joy-filled heart and mind that had no room for devilish thoughts.
Oh yeah, not only did we not get paid, money would be no good. It would spoil the whole thing.
But you, do not be called ‘Rabbi’; for One is your Teacher, the Christ, and you are all brethren. 9Do not call anyone on earth your father; for One is your Father, He who is in heaven. 10And do not be called teachers; for One is your Teacher, the Christ. But he who is greatest among you shall be your servant. And whoever exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted. ~Matthew 23:8-12 NKJB
There are no words to describe the feeling when we finished with a kitchen. There are no words today to explain what happens or the impact on a person’s life. It is getting in there, completely free, serving God’s children, our brothers and sisters in the way He has described over and over and over and over… Whom shall you serve?
Either the Gospel is the divine Word of God teaching us how to live and how to be a reflection of Him, or it’s nothing more than a historical account of events.