Pick me!

Monday Manna is hosted this week at An Open Book.

One of my favorite scenes in Shrek (the first one) is actually the menu. If you don't choose fast enough, Donkey will start bounding up and down, hollering “Pick me!” Ever since I first saw that, there have been times when my soul has cried out with him, “Pick me, Lord, pick me!” But I'm finding that, at times, I'm just like a little kid sitting in the classroom. No, not the one bouncing up and down, waving, and saying “Oh, oh!”, but the one studiously rubbing the scratch in the desk, hoping the teacher doesn't notice her and call on her.

I urge you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship. ~Romans 12:1

Slithering down in your chair when the teacher is looking for volunteers, or even slipping out the door, is not “presenting your body a living and holy sacrifice”. It's trying to get out of service. When we do that to God (and we do!), we're trying to get out of service, which is not acceptable to God, just like it's not acceptable to the teacher.

How many times have you shown up somewhere to help or work with a smile and a willing spirit? How many times have you gotten up in the morning wearing a smile, eager to do even do the dirty jobs for your family--simply because you want to serve them, and so serve God? I'll answer that one (for myself). Not many times at all. Sure, there are times I'm like Donkey jumping up and down hollering “Pick me, pick me!”, eager to serve God as He's wanting me to. Other times I have my heels dug in the ground like a donkey, doing all I can to get out of doing the thing God is asking me to.

Presenting my body--myself--as a living sacrifice is something that I usually have to do on a moment-by-moment basis, and one that I struggle with greatly. Selfishness is like a fence that keeps me caged up, far away from willingness to serve, and far away from peace, joy and freedom.

This is one time that I want to be like Donkey—always. I want to be willing and eager to do what my Lord and Savior asks of me, and to do it joyfully. I want God to be able to use me.

Pick me, Lord, pick me!

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  1. Love this, Peej. Very good blog entry. I'm like that now, too. Lord, pick me pick me. But so often when He does pick me, it wasn't what I wanted -- rats:( So I'm stuck cleaning the toilet AGAIN. Smiles...

    Love you, Peejers.

  2. I had to laugh, because I am the one who hides away in the back of the classroom hoping to not get picked. However, I have found that God has begun to use me to help a lot of different people, and the more I step out and serve God, the more I enjoy it. It's starting to grow on me. :)

    Great post, Patty.

  3. Great take on the verse! Thanks for the different perspective.

  4. This is so true. I wonder if we even know what we end up missing out on when we say, "Not me, not me!"

  5. Anonymous1:49 PM

    Blogger doesn't like me today. It won't allow me to leave comments!

    So, finally, I love this post. And this is why I love your blog. There is just something about the way you apply the Word that I respond to. I love coming here to read your thoughts.

    I wonder what wild ride we would miss if we shrunk back into our seats instead of offering ourselves wholly to Christ? I don't want to miss this thing.

  6. Excellent message for ME! It's too easy to go into your service unwillingly. Thanks so much for this reminder, my dear!


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