At the sound of the alarm, I groaned inwardly, groped
for the snooze button, and then snuggled deeper under the comforter with
my nose in the pillow. I didn't want to get up; I was comfortable
and sleepy. "Another nine minutes wouldn't hurt, would it?" I thought to
myself. Why do I do that? It just doesn't make sense to set the alarm clock
for one time and then not arise when that time arrives. I guess I've spoiled
myself with that silly snooze button. What a ridiculous concept, anyway–a
It was then that a scripture popped into my mind:
Jesus didn't have a nice king-sized bed with a memory-foam pad, a warm and snuggly comforter, and a soft pillow. And He is the Son of God! Yet He has allowed me–ME–to have these things.
Jesus traveled by foot to preach, teach, and set an example for us. He didn't do it for Himself; He did it for everyone else. No doubt, He spent many nights out of doors sleeping on the cold, hard ground while others were tucked safely in their own beds inside their houses. They slept in relative comfort while the Son of God slept out in the cold on the ground He had created. Sometimes it would have been after having walked for miles in the heat of the sun with dirt, sand, and pebbles getting in His sandals. Other times, He surely would havebeen caught out in the rain and wind with only a nearby tree to shelter Him or, perhaps, with no shelter at all.
My idea of "roughing it" is going camping with my family. After we hook our travel trailer (complete with kitchen, bathroom, and queen-sized bed) to the truck, we drive in air-conditioned comfort to our destination. Then, no matter the weather, we sleep in a nice, dry, climate-controlled environment in our beds outfitted with clean sheets, plush pillows, and cozy comforters. Jesus had none of these luxuries.
Oh sometimes, I'm sure Jesus spent the night in someone's home and slept in the bed they supplied. But it wasn't His own bed, and it wasn't a sure thing. It was only at someone's invitation that Jesus slept in comfort during His ministry.
Think of it! Jesus, who gave up the splendor of heaven, slept on the ground while He was preparing a way for me to be saved from my sins! And I sleep in luxury while doing what? Sure, I try my best to serve Him in whatever ways I can. But make no mistake about it–if anyone deserved to sleep in comfort, it was Jesus, not me.
What a Savior Jesus is! What blessings He bestows upon me–not because I deserve them, but only because of His love and grace. When I consider these things, it only makes me want to share Jesus with others all the more. Because He blesses me with so much, I should love Him all the more and want others to know Him, too.
Are you comfy? Jesus was the most selfless servant who ever walked the earth. He served me and He served you when we didn't even deserve it. We ought to be grateful enough that we willingly and joyfully serve Him in return. Think about how Jesus has served you. Will you serve Him in return?
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