The Servant’s Entrance

ImageAt first, I felt a little guilty using my “special” key to let myself into the side entrance of THQ instead of going to the front entrance like many others. The building sits at a busy corner, inside a gated compound with guards to let automobiles and pedestrians pass through. The front entrance is just inside that gate, and there’s a small waiting room with a receptionist behind a glass window. Those of us who work here can walk through the door in the corner to access our offices.

After a time, I began jokingly referring to the side entrance that used my special key as “the servant’s entrance.” It was my way of trying to lessen, in my mind at least, the “privileged” status for those of us who have that key – the executive officers on the staff.

Recently as I poked the key in the lock, and chuckled to myself as, in my mind, I made reference again to the servant’s entrance, I suddenly got a different perspective. I remembered that as a Salvation Army officer, from my days at the College for Officer Training on, I have always tried to view my role as that of a servant – just as Jesus told his disciples that He had not come to be served, but to serve.

So now, as I approach that side door, I humbly slide my key into the lock, thinking of those who walk through that front door. I pray that God uses my service today to meet someone’s need; that as God’s servant, I am the servant of anyone that crosses my path today. I want to lend a hand. I want to be an encouragement. I want to offer someone a smile and a kind word. I want to be used of God to show someone the way.

My door, each morning, gives me the opportunity to enter this place, to serve others.

Make me a servant
Humble and meek
Lord let me lift up those who are weak
And may the prayers of my heart always be
Make me a servant
Make me a servant
Make me a servant today

3 responses

  1. John Maxwell says that if you want to know if you have a servant’s heart, just let somebody treat you like a servant and check your reaction. If you resent being treated like a servant, you don’t have a servant’s heart. Make me a servant, humble and meek…

    1. I like that, John. It’s a nice self-check to help us monitor our motivation, isn’t it. Thanks for sharing. God bless.

  2. Well, color me chagrined. My daughter pointed out to me my misuse of the word “lesson” where I meant to say “lessen.” Good catch, Megan. 😉 I changed it, so the rest of you don’t have to suffer with my indignity!

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