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Are we Children or Servants of God?
What being my mother’s child taught me
One thing that used to confuse me — why does the Bible tell us that we are children of God and also tell us that we are His servants?
However, my mother turned 84 years old yesterday. And as she’s gotten older, I’ve realized that the two roles — child and servant — are not incompatible.
Mom and I live together and for the most part we get along very well.
If she needs help, I give it to her. I’ve filled out her tax forms, made appointments for her online, carried and put away her groceries, and let her hang on to me when we’ve gone to the DMV, restaurants, the pharmacy, etc. She has balance issues but doesn’t want to use a cane. She’d rather hold on to me.
I don’t mind her using my arm. After all, as a young child, I held her hand.
But sometimes I’ve needed her to help me these past few years because I was diagnosed with metastatic brain, liver, and lung cancer 3 years ago and there are days I am exhausted.
So she makes me tea when I am so tired that moving is hard. After my surgeries, she has helped me put my clothes on after I shower, brushed my hair, and rubbed lotion on me.
