Most of us work for someone and for something. We work for corporations, school districts, small businesses, hospitals or ourselves. Quite logically we work for money so that we can support ourselves and our families. Perfectly appropriate.
But there’s more.
Ultimately, we all work for God whether we know it or not.
Some don’t know it. The Pharaoh of Egypt was bringing glory to the Lord when he resisted and then relented to Moses’ demands to let God’s people go. God called Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon his “servant,” and he arranged for King Darius of Persia to allow the Israelites to rebuild their temple. These powerful leaders were hostile to God’s people, and yet they were working for God.
Paul is a little more explicit in The New Testament. Regardless of economic circumstances or status, we all serve God.
I did not always understand that.
My adult life began like everyone else’s, by finding a job and establishing a career. I pursued that happily for a number of years.
The birth of our third child was the tipping point at which I left the paid workforce to concentrate on being Mom, which I did contentedly for a number of years as well. When he entered first grade I asked myself how I would use the great gift of six hours of available time each day. Get a job? Read to my heart’s content? Find meaningful volunteer pursuits?
I found guidance in a passage of Scripture that set the course of my life from that day forward:
“By the grace God has given me, I laid a foundation as a wise builder, and someone else is building on it. But each one should build with care. For no one can lay any foundation other than the one already laid, which is Jesus Christ. If anyone builds on this foundation using gold, silver, costly stones, wood, hay or straw, their work will be shown for what it is, because the Day will bring it to light. It will be revealed with fire, and the fire will test the quality of each person’s work. If what has been built survives, the builder will receive a reward.” 1 Corinthians 3:10-14
I realized that I want the work of my life, built on the foundation of Jesus Christ, to survive into eternity. I pray that it matters forever. Whether or not I have been successful to date I cannot say for certain, but it is my conscious intention to work for God.
We all do, whether we know it or not.
“Work” can be paid or volunteered, in the home or in a church or in the marketplace, highly skilled services or minimum wage labor. Valuable work is any work done in the service and to the glory of God. And it matters. He’s the Boss.
How do you view your work?