“I have to do this,” I’ll say.
Becky’s response: “No, you get to do this.”
It’s a half-serious, half-joking conversation that runs on a loop in our house. I suppose we could write it off as background noise, but I think there’s more to it.
I’m pretty privileged. There are some things I have to do, like pay the bills and live in a wheelchair, but for the most part I have a great deal of freedom to choose what I want to do, what I get to do, with my time.
I get to spend the majority of my time on the FREEDOM TOUR. I’m grateful for that.
So when something isn’t going well and I start grumbling about how I “have to” work on it, I’m actually grateful for Becky’s reminder. This work we do, supporting the precious kids at the Home of Hope, is a privilege. It’s something I get to do, something I want to do.
+ + +
Here’s sort of a related issue, something I wrestle with in my brain.
We cycle to bring hope and freedom to kids rescued from human trafficking.
I’m pretty clear on where I want to go. And lots of other folks get it right away.
I work pretty hard trying to educate and inspire people, hoping they’ll want to come along. But I don’t want to push or guilt, because this isn’t a “have to” mission.
Supporting these kids, I think, needs to be “get to” kind of effort. And that probably means smaller numbers, and I have to be OK with that.
It’s easy to say do your best and trust Jesus for the outcome.
The trust part isn’t always so easy.