Duty, obligation, commitment, and obedience.
Don’t those sound like loathsome terms to our 21st century ears? We prefer delight-oriented tasks, learning, serving, and everything else we can possibly choose.
Over the holidays, I started watching the first two seasons of Downton Abbey – a delightful time killer if ever there was one. It’s given me fuel for thought that even enters my dreams at night. I would love some international perspective on this whole idea of duty - and not the kind we pay to bring in our electronics at the airport or border crossing.
Downton Abbey portrays the whole idea of household help as a non-optional institution that benefits both the servant and the master. Many of us live in third world countries where we are expected to hire local gardeners and maids in keeping with our “position in society” (as foreigners), whether we particularly need them or not. Some of us are conversely placed in the position of serving whether we feel like it or not.
Presently I am in both positions at once. I have a gal who has helped in our home since the children were little, and now she is like a member of the family, and my kids would never dream of letting her go. I’d like to believe that Edith works for us with both a sense of duty and delight, but maybe not both simultaneously.
Meanwhile I find myself serving in ways that I would never particularly choose, just because “someone has to do it.” Sometimes there is joy in the deed, but sometimes, not so much.
Daily I struggle with the conflict between duty and delight. So far I’ve not reconciled either. Ideally, I think, delight should come naturally from service done “as unto the Lord.” When I find myself begrudging the time, energy, and sometimes money required by my service, it is only because my attitude is out of whack.
As a friend, please don’t encourage me to quit. Don’t tell me that I don’t have to live under a weight of “ought, should, and must.” The fact is that I sometimes must obey, regardless of how I feel about it. We do each other a huge disservice when we suggest too quickly that maybe "the grace of God is lifting" (whatever that means), and we no longer have to continue in a certain ministry.
My goal is to seek joy in daily service and sacrifice. Do you think that's a worthy ambition?
Sometimes we simply should do our duty, fulfill our commitments, and obediently do what we know we must. Our generation needs to rise up and combine the old-time missionary commitment with the modern joy and delight that is only possible when we do things with a right heart.
It's a fine balance, trying to not make a god out of either duty or delight.
How about you? How are you facing the rest of 2013? Any resolves that might encourage the rest of us? Any lessons learned from Downton Abbey, if you’ve seen it?
IRL* I’m happy to be blogging again after a little break! Hope you'll join me here every other Wednesday or so.