OK, I admit that I probably have never viewed my relationship with Jesus as a privilege. I also don’t think I have ever viewed serving Jesus as a privilege either. I am not exactly sure how I have viewed it although if I was being honest I would probably say that there has been at least a little feeling of obligation or a chore. I know it sounds bad, but I am not always thrilled about what I should be doing or what I should be saying. And certainly not viewing Christianity as a privilege has not helped stifle the feeling that Christianity is a chore at times or just something that exists.
What “if” I viewed my relationship with Jesus as a privilege? What “if” I viewed serving Jesus as a privilege, something to be excited about because I “get” to serve him?
These were the thoughts and questions I had after reading Rebecca’s post titled “Priveleged” over at “the first hundred“. I am not going to give too much away, so you should go read her post. But I have been thinking about how I view my relationship and interaction with Jesus. I also started contemplating what the impact would be if we viewed our interactions with others as a “privilege.” I wonder how much stronger our relationships with those around us and connected to us would be?
I like it when you view being married to me as a privilege. I like it when you view my request for you to go get me, your crazy pregnant wife, an Angus burger at 11 at night a privilege. I like it when you view vacuuming the downstairs for me a privilege.
I think it’s a privilege to be married to you and to get to serve you.
This also goes along with a video I posted on my Facebook called Invisible Woman by Nicole Johnson of Fresh Brewed Life.