Caring for the Least of These

    I was participating in a bible study on the book of Mark a few months ago and during one of our studies while reading over the last few chapters of Mark, I was reminded of Jesus’ love. His love for His people, the hurting, the holier than thou, the sick, the confused, the children, etc. All of them! I began to think, “who are my people”? Well, I do not have time to serve other people, I am a mom to four tiny humans who seem to consume every part of me all the time. But then it dawned on me that my children are “the least of these”. Without their parents they have no food, no clothes, no bed to snuggle in, no warm fire to stand next to. Usually when I think of “the least of these” I think of the homeless, the widowed, the orphaned which is true but this also includes my kids.

Jesus says in Matthew 25:35ff:

35 For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; 36 naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.’ 37 Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty, and give You something to drink?...The King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’

My children are utterly helpless without me and my husband. My children get hungry and act entitled, feel left out and get whiny or grumpy toward me, and need clean clothes yet think I am a working machine that does not need to rest. In their neediness and/or grumpiness I can choose to respond in frustration or I can choose to serve them. I get to serve them.

This really struck a chord to me. Ultimately my children are “the least of these”, they are easily the most accessible people I can serve, along with my husband. This idea opened my eyes in how I view being a mother and wife. God has given these people to me, to help care for. To love the way Jesus loved the Samaritan woman, Mary Magdalene, His disciples, etc. I can choose to serve them or care for them out of obligation or in anger or I can take up my cross DAILY and choose love. “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.” Luke 9:23 Choose to prep them a nice warm meal even though they have been whining and fighting all day.  Choose to clean and fold their laundry in love thinking fondly of them as I look at the articles of clothing even though they forgot to put their dirty laundry in the hamper. I am given almost hourly reminders of how I can have a servant heart like Jesus because of my children and my husband. I can choose to draw closer to Jesus and take on his likeness because of these little ones. They are teaching me to be more like Jesus. Now if I can only give over my life to my Father, entrusting it in His hands all the while caring for the lives He has entwined with mine. The entwining of our lives will hopefully only bind us closer to one another in striving to be more like Jesus.  Jenn Sweeney  Admin assistant     

This really struck a chord to me. Ultimately my children are “the least of these”, they are easily the most accessible people I can serve, along with my husband. This idea opened my eyes in how I view being a mother and wife. God has given these people to me, to help care for. To love the way Jesus loved the Samaritan woman, Mary Magdalene, His disciples, etc. I can choose to serve them or care for them out of obligation or in anger or I can take up my cross DAILY and choose love. “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.” Luke 9:23 Choose to prep them a nice warm meal even though they have been whining and fighting all day.  Choose to clean and fold their laundry in love thinking fondly of them as I look at the articles of clothing even though they forgot to put their dirty laundry in the hamper. I am given almost hourly reminders of how I can have a servant heart like Jesus because of my children and my husband. I can choose to draw closer to Jesus and take on his likeness because of these little ones. They are teaching me to be more like Jesus. Now if I can only give over my life to my Father, entrusting it in His hands all the while caring for the lives He has entwined with mine. The entwining of our lives will hopefully only bind us closer to one another in striving to be more like Jesus.

Jenn Sweeney

Admin assistant  

 

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