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It was time for vacation bible school. I got off the bus from work, walked around the corner and got on the church bus to start picking up kids to take to church. I didn’t stop at home and change clothes or eat dinner before, there wasn’t time. That could wait. We were running about 70 on my bus and over 40 on the small bus, so we were bringing in over 100 kids from poor neighborhoods that probably would never have been in church if it wasn’t for our bus ministry.

The one evening we got to the church a little earlier than usual so while the kids were upstairs having a snack, I went in to see if the sanctuary needed any picking up before it was full of kids. I passed by the Pastors office as he was printing something out.

He was printing out appreciation awards for those who had volunteered this year. He had just run out of the forms and told me he didn’t get one printed for me so he would when he got more forms in and I told him, I wasn’t doing this for some kind of reward, I was doing it for the kids and Jesus. He smiled and said he already had that feeling about me. I guess some of the people who volunteered needed to know that they did something good, they wanted some form of recognition, no, in fact, some of them expected some form of recognition.

It kind of reminds me of 9th grade. The school I went too handed out awards for Merit Roll, Citizenship, Honor Roll, and a few other things at every six week grading period. They were handed out in home room because a ceremony would take up too much of the day. They were in the form of Ribbons and you were given a safety pin and expected to wear them on your clothes for the rest of the day.

I usually had them all and I was embarrassed to walk around like that. First, because I was doing what I was expected to do. I was learning and behaving myself, and second, I felt that some students felt bad because I got all these ribbons and they got few or none. Yes, I was nerdy and I loved learning but I did not expect any kind of reward for doing what I was supposed to do.

I don’t have expectations of being recognized for doing what I am supposed to do. Sadly there are people who expect that pat on the back, that mention in the Newspaper or that special gift of appreciation, even some Christians who don’t seem to remember that we are do what we are supposed to do to help other without expectations of some kind of recognition or reward.

The bible states in 1 Corinthians 16:14 Everything you do should be done lovingly. (ISV)

I’ve been poor most of life and it’s been no big deal to me. I’ve learned how to make do with what I have. I’ve also been comfortable part of my life and when I did have money, it seems that everyone else needed it more than I did. I’d rather be poor than rich. If we have to go through the tribulation before Christ comes back “as some people believe”, it will be the poor who survive because that is what they have had to do all of their lives.

So, if you see someone in need or hear that small quiet voice urging you to help someone, do it out of their necessity, out of kindness, out of your love for you fellow man and out of love for Jesus. Don’t have any expectations of reward or recognition, just be satisfied that you are doing what Jesus said we are to do and be happy that you were able to help someone.

Luke 6:34-35And if you lend to those from whom you expect to receive, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, to get back the same amount. But love your enemies, and do good, and lend, expecting nothing in return, and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, for he is kind to the ungrateful and the evil.

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