Previously I have written one of my blog posts about resting, that it is okay to take breaks, to slow down and smell the flowers, etc.
But with every person, there is different seasons: seasons of rest and seasons of doing. Today I want to talk about the season of doing.
UPDATE: I have been writing in many of my blog posts that I want to be better at reading my Bible. I have gotten better, I still fault (often) and God does not always get my full and undivided attention but I am trying! Which leads me to my season of doing; I have been in the book of Mark and this verse spoke volumes to me:
“The apostles gathered around Jesus and reported to him all they had done and taught. Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, he said to them, ‘Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.’ So they went away by themselves in a boat to a solitary place. But many who saw them leaving recognized them and ran on foot from all the towns and got there ahead of them. When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them, because they were like sheep without a shepherd. So he began teaching them many things.” Mark 6:30-34
Okay. Let me give you a little back story to the verses you just read. Jesus had previously sent out all of his disciples, “...two by two and gave them authority over evil spirits” (Mark 6:7). “They went and preached that people should repent. They drove out many demons and anointed many sick people with oil and healed them” (Mark 6:12 &13). So Jesus’ disciples had been running around all over town casting out demons and preaching the gospel. In the first verse that you read it starts out by telling you that they were going so much that they did not even have time to eat, let alone sit or rest.
Much of you don’t know that I was an intern at a big church two summers ago. I tell people that ministry is the hardest thing that I have ever done and I only got a little taste of it for a very short time. I struggled a lot that summer with finding the happy medium between God-time and church-time (believe me, there’s a difference). Ministry and working at that church for three months was a tough load, and a heavy one. I was pushed, tugged and stretched through all of the uncomfortable things that I didn’t like. I was clearly expected to grow and to benefit from the internship. I will be flat-out honest and say that I did not grow much and I did not benefit much, all of my time was at the church, leaving no room for God and definitely no room for my family. I showed everyone how unhappy I was. I went on a power trip because I had a stupid badge hanging around my neck and I was just awful. As my internship was ending and after it ended, I was disappointed and a little bitter. I was also very burnt out. I believe that getting burnt out in ministry is most definitely a real and dangerous thing. So after my internship I cut back on serving for the most part. I began a big, new chapter in my life at college and all was well. Except it wasn’t. It has been two years since my internship and I am just now starting to read my Bible daily (whoopdie freakin’ do), I’m not serving at all and I feel like my whole church family are practically strangers to me now.
When I read that part where it says, “Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat…” it kills me. They didn’t even have a chance to eat, or probably rest or do what they want or go hang out with friends or go shop, or this or that. And these are just the disciples, no one even mentions how tired Jesus probably was! I became burnt out through my internship but two years later we’re down the road and I'm still in a season of rest? Shouldn’t I probably be in a season of doing? Jesus’ disciples did nothing other than serve Him as He asked and called them to do. They had no time for anything, they just did. They just did.
That verse hit me pretty strong and if that story came alive today and Jesus’ twelve disciples were in the church lobby, speaking and greeting and loving on people, taking no breaks for anything and doing what Jesus asked of them, wouldn’t I look like a completely awful person? Especially when my complaints were that I didn’t get to sleep in, or that my assignments were to meet new people or make phone calls. Guys, get this through your heads: they were working so hard that they didn’t even have time to eat.
This verse was my mirror, so to speak, showing me what my life looks like and how I choose to live it. Because I don’t serve and love and speak the world like they did. I don’t not take breaks when I’m tired or frustrated. I give up at the first sign of failure. On long days, I come home and tell myself that I can’t do anything else for the rest of the day. I justify my inactivity as a volunteer at church because I’m too busy or simply because I don’t want to.
Why over time have we become like this? Jesus asked them and appointed them to go out and to speak to these people, to heal the people, to cast out demons, and they did it with everything they had. They didn’t hold back even when He wasn’t with them. They did it because He asked them to, and that’s what they were supposed to do.
I want to be like that.
“For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many” (Mark 10:45).
If you get anything from today’s read, please let it be this: There are many seasons that all people go through and you may be in one of rest and that’s okay, but, there are those of you out there that your season of rest is long gone and this new season that you’re entering into is one of action and one of doing. I don’t know what I’ll do to get my season rolling, and I don’t even know my first step or have a plan, but I do know that I want, with everything that I have in me, my season of doing to be just as powerful, high-spirited, obedient and radical as Jesus’ twelve. How they obeyed is something that I want. I want my season of doing to be just as dedicated and I want to know deep down in my heart that I gave it everything I’ve got just like they did; even if that means not even taking a break to eat.
I want my season of doing to be just as powerful, high-spirited, obedient and radical as Jesus’ twelve. #seasonofdoing
Saturday, Oct. 24, 2015: The community of Stillwater, Oklahoma was hit with a tragedy when a young woman ran over a barricade at OSU’s Homecoming Parade, killing four and injuring many more. If you are an Oklahoman, as I am, this is an awful tragedy that we will overcome together as we do every time something happens to our fellow Oklahomans. No matter who you are, or where you’re from, please take a few extra minutes today to pray for the community of Stillwater, Oklahoma, for the families of the victims and injured, the injured people, the family of the woman who had this accident, and even pray for the woman as well, knowing that she has to live with this for the rest of her life, at the age of twenty five. She needs just as much prayer as anyone else. We are strong here and will heal, but we can never have too many prayer warriors out there supporting us. Thank you.