Undertaking Giant Undertakings
Ray and I were happy — and hot and tired and thirsty and hungry when we said goodbye to our daughter and her children at the Granville fall festival on Saturday. It was surprisingly pleasant under the “Mayberry Diner” tent. After being gone for days, having a hotel breakfast, making a long morning drive, and hanging out in the heat for two hours, we were more than ready for a good ole traditional meal.
Ray and I chose “Aunt B’s” offering of meat loaf, mashed potatoes, sliced carrots, cornbread, and super moist cake. We finished the generous servings these ladies spooned out, saying, “Ummmm . . . .” On our way out, I stopped by the serving table to say that the meal was delicious.
“I’ll tell the cook,” one of them said.
“One person cooked this?” I asked.
“Yes, one lady,” she said.
When I asked the lady in pink the destination of the earnings from the meal, she said that it goes to Historic Granville. “It costs money to pay the electricity,” she said. I’m sure it does.
I’m grateful for the sacrificial work that the Granville volunteers do every year.
I hope you don’t mind my quoting Mr. Rogers two days in a row. As he used to sing: “You’ve got to do it.” That one cook did that giant undertaking. You undertake giant undertakings, too. Thank you for what you do for your family every day — and for all the ways you serve others.
Whatever you do, do your work heartily,
as for the Lord rather than for men,
knowing that from the Lord
you will receive the reward of the inheritance.
It is the Lord Christ whom you serve.
Colossians 3:23-24