Luke 12:27

Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

If there ever was an example of “service to others”, it is the wildflowers in the field. They are astonishingly beautiful and intricately unique, yet they really don’t get much for themselves. They display their beauty to us and we pluck them up to admire them or leave them where they are to die, but we rarely stop and thank them for their hard work and brilliant display.

It would seem a contradiction to say, “They toil to bring out their beauty”, when the Scripture says, “They toil not, neither do they spin.” But the truth is that the Lord brings every nutrient that plant needs within reach of its roots. Every drop of moisture it needs is soaked up by the ground around it as God sends the rain. The Lord gives it everything it needs, yet it goes through so much to display its beauty, and no one says thank you.

God gives us everything we need to be of service to others. All that we are called to do, down to every drop of faith we need to believe in Him, He has given us and will give us. All we need to do is put ourselves into action. You don’t have to be a minister to serve those around you. You just have to be of service in the ways you can to those around you, with a willing attitude and out of a humble heart.

Not even Solomon, arrayed in all of his riches, is like someone who serves with everything they have, out of a willing spirit. God has given you everything you need; now go and serve those around you. It is the example of Christ to serve those around you.

Are you serving like you should?

65-0120 - “Lean Not Unto Thy Own Understanding”

You know, we get up here as ministers, and we speak, and we're always giving out to the people everything that's in us. I preached a subject one time, where Jesus said, "Behold a lily, how they neither—neither toil nor spin, and yet I say unto you that Solomon in all of his glory was not arrayed like one." And I find out, the lily has to grow, day and night, spin, toil, and to make itself radiant. But it gets no blessing out of it, itself. He opens up himself, and—and the by-passer smells the perfume from him. The bee gets the honey right out of the heart. He gives everything out that he toils to take in. And I call my message, Reverend Mister Lily, that's kind of an odd text.

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