There's a mom cooking in the kitchen. Her little four-year-old daughter comes in and asks, "Mommy, can I help you?" The woman knows that if her daughter "helps", it is going to take twice as long and be twice as messy. But she doesn't hesitate, and with a big smile on her face she answers, "Of course you can, sweetie." What prompted the daughter to ask in the first place? She loves her mother and wanted to show that love. What prompted the mother to respond the way she did? The same reason.
That is how I see our relationship with God and how we serve Him. We are the loving children; God is the loving parent. We want to show our love by serving God, and God in His mercy and grace lets us. Let's be honest: God can get things done much faster and cleaner than we can. He fed 5,000 people with five loaves and two fish while the disciples were standing around scratching their heads. We can't do that. Sometimes we try to serve God and things go horribly wrong, and we don't understand why. But the greatest privilege that I can think of is that God chose us, fallen, sinful humans beings and said, "You are going to represent Me on earth. You are going to be My hands and feet. Whatever you do in My name is going to reflect Me, and people will draw conclusions about Me by your actions." God knows that we are going to mess up, but He loves us and therefore lets us show our love for Him through our imperfect service.
God gave me the opportunity to be His hands and feet yesterday. It was a privilege. It was a joy.
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