When I was growing up, my parents never asked for perfection in my school work. They just told me to do my best. I can't say I always did that, but, for the most part, I tried. Being part of groups like choir and band instilled in me a sense of wanting to do my part so that the whole was as good as it could be.
As I grew older and went into the working world, I was not the perfect employee, but I did always try to do my best from day to day. When I was given any freedom in my work, I tried to make it a better place, more organized, and a little happier, if possible.
When I was forced to retire when a neuromuscular condition became too difficult to compensate for, I began to do some volunteer work as I was able. Again, even with volunteer work, I wanted to do my best.
When I first read this scripture, it really stuck with me. Even now, in my volunteer work in my church and with other organization, I take it to heart. I want to give my best.
"Servants, do what you’re told by your earthly masters. And don’t just do the minimum that will get you by. Do your best. Work from the heart for your real Master, for God, confident that you’ll get paid in full when you come into your inheritance." Colossians 3:23
Tuesday, May 07, 2019
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