Called to Represent
I sat on the couch in his office and prayed for God to help me to respond kindly. Across from me sat my boss who was a Christian man, and I worked at a Christian school. Over the course of several weeks, he had questioned my capabilities, misrepresented my motives, stripped me of responsibilities I loved, and placed me on probation.
I’d started working at the school way before he did. In fact, I’d grown up there. I met Christ as a middle school student in a chapel service, and it was my joy to give back and serve as a teacher to young people in the same classrooms I’d sat in for six years.
Except now, this new boss was a thorn in my flesh. For some crazy reason, he just didn’t like me, and I might lose my job because of it. But it was more than just a job – it was my ministry, my heart, my calling. I’d spent over a decade working there and loving every moment.
I didn’t know what to do, so I went back to my classroom and closed the door. I sat in a student desk and placed my open Bible in front of me and asked God to help me. I needed His direction. I didn’t know where to turn, so I turned to my Master first.
It was the 22nd day of the month, so I read through Proverbs 22 and prayed over each verse. When I got to verse 11, I heard the clear voice of the Holy Spirit give me my marching orders:
“He who loves purity of heart, and whose speech is gracious, will have the king as his friend.”
Really, Lord? I understood exactly what God was asking me to do, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to be gracious and loving to a man who wanted to destroy my life. I spent a few minutes crying out for God’s strength, praying for God’s blessing over my boss, and asking God to help me to serve with joy in the midst of a very uncomfortable situation…
Enjoyed this so much! Thank you for sharing at #glimpses this week.
Such great advice that I need to hear right now! Thanks.
Yes, we are…called to represent.
No, it is not…easy.
Possible? Only with God as our strength and desire to please Him in our soul.
As I type these words, my heart thumps with the knowledge that He will help me face he who allows The Accuser to attack…me.
Only with God is this even a remote desire; this representing Him while facing the source of great pain.
Thank you, Lyli.
Always helps knowing someone gets it.