It's Not My Job

I took this picture about a 1/4 mile from our house. Ben noticed that the white line was painted right over the road kill. We laughed about it. Perhaps the driver didn't see it. More likely he didn't want to take the time to shovel it off the road.

Too often I just want to do the minimum. Ever heard yourself say this? "If I do more they'll expect it every time." "I don't get paid to do that." "No one will notice if I do it or not." "It's not my job."

As believers we are called to be maximum, rather than minimum, thinkers. Minimum thinking asks, "What's the least I have to do to get through this?" Maximum thinking asks, "What's the most I can do to make a difference?"

I must remember that ultimately, my boss is the Lord. I am to do everything unto the Lord as an act of worship. Everything? Doing paper work? Cleaning the toilet? Answering phones? Sitting in meetings? Yes, yes, yes, and yes. The part of our jobs we hate the most, we can do for God's glory. Praising and thanking Him as we do our best for the Master.

Excuse me, I think I see some "road kill" in my life that needs shoveling.