Just Doing My Job is page 98 in the Leap Over Walls Music Book. I am using a new format, I thought it best to give you guys a heads up about my presentation this month. There is a reason for the change, I'll explain later.
I have to look back at the copyright to write in the year that Just Doing My Job was composed. I was straightening some books on my shelf and I accidently dropped some of them. Attempting to pick them up, I reached for the nearest one and caused it to fall open. It fell open to a page titled, Just Doing My Job. I stared at the title a few minutes, thinking, "Where did that come from?". I hadn't seen that in the Table of Contents before. What was that chapter about? It was one page long and had nothing to do with anything I had been concerned with to any degree. But. Still the message intrigued me. I asked myself the question, was I spreading myself too thin? Raising children, working full-time, playing for several churches-with choir rehearsals, maybe occasional private lessons, etc. I know you have asked yourself that question many times. Children of God often find themselves wondering what to do. Prayer is always the best answer. Whether you're starting a project, in the middle of a project or at the end of a project, God is your answer. The rule is, give your all, and let God give you the strength and the knowledge to do your job. And no ! Do not compare yourself to others, whose job may be to save one soul or many or maybe your own family. Maybe you are the only one that can fix Sunday dinner for a family whose parent is hospitalized or out of town. Do what you can do, as best you can do...Do your job.
About me. Auntie raised me with a tongue in her cheek, a twinkle in her eye, and a birdsong in her throat. She belonged to many singing groups, and Gospel choirs. Uncle joined in and Mom, in her youth, played for many choirs. And so, I, by osmosis, was joined in, voluntarily or not. It was easy to roll with the spiritual punches. It was part of my natural upbringing. So referring to my change in format, my steps are slower, my voice scratches a bit, and my fingers stiffen when they want to--smile. However, nothing is lost in God. One door closes, another opens, so I am closing and opening all the time. We're always waiting for more voices to lift God's word with new music and praises.
I love you a lot, Lee
