BUTTE, Montana – One Friday night, as I was getting ready for bed, I looked outside and realized that I would be spending Saturday morning shoveling snow from the church sidewalks. Again. This made four days that week and three in a row. I set out a reminder for myself in the morning, knowing what my temperament would be.
The first thing I said that morning was, “Do I really have to get up to shovel snow?” Then I saw my towel. It was a Go Now towel from a couple of years prior that said, “Sent to Serve.” It reminded me that even Jesus said that He was sent to this earth to serve, not be served (Matthew 20:28). I didn’t come to Montana to have a lot of fun and not go to school. I came to serve this community and this church. I needed that reminder.
As I shoveled the snow not too long after that, two things happened. First, the sun finally started to come up through the clouds. That meant the sidewalks would hopefully not ice up that day, which would be awesome! Then, it started gently snowing. Again. And, if you think I said, “God, please let it snow so I can shovel this snow again before church tomorrow,” You’re wrong. But I will still shovel that snow every day that is necessary. Because “whether you eat or drink or whatever you do,” [like shovel snow in Montana] “do it all for the glory of God” (1 Corinthians 10:31). I am Sent to Serve.
Justin Langford serves as a campus missionary at Montana Tech of the University of Montana through Go Now Missions.
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