I don’t love having dirty hands. I might actually be a bit obsessive about washing my hands. While I had my daycare, I couldn’t keep nail polish on because of washing my hands 50 times a day. Okay, maybe not 50, but pretty close. I like my life to be neat, organized, and tidy. Messes make me a little crazy. I had daycare families that just shook their heads at how clean my house was for having a daycare full of kids. It is how I stayed sane. While the kids had free play, I was cleaning.
Clean hands are not a problem, especially when working with the 5 and under crowd and trying to keep the germs at bay. But keeping our hands clean when sharing the love of Jesus is another story. Nowhere in the Bible was ministering to others sterile or clean. Jesus over and over again ministered to the lepers, the sick, even the dead, which were not clean at all. When I think of sterile in the Bible, I think about the Pharisees or Sadducees who were in their robes and looking down on the everyday common people. Jesus, in contrast, had always had dirty hands.
If we are going to get our hands dirty in ministry, what does that look like today? In some regards, it looks a lot like what Jesus did. There are sick and dying people today that need Jesus. I am sure there were lost and hurting individuals that were crying out for help that the Bible didn’t cover. Since those instances weren’t explained in detail, we have to follow the Lord’s guidance.
I watched a video on FB today about hair stylists that took time this holiday season to give free haircuts to the homeless in their community. Not only did they give the haircuts, Chick-fil-a donated sandwiches for them to eat. Texas Roadhouse donated food also. There were gloves and socks for these people to take with them to keep warm. Amazing, thoughtful idea.
What would this world look like if we, as individual Christians, took it upon ourselves to serve in whatever capacity the Lord has given us? While we don’t have to have a revolutionary idea to share Jesus’ love. We just have to use the gifts God gave us and be willing to get our hands dirty.
In the past, when a ministry idea came along at church, we as a family were happy to write a check. Because, of course, money is always appreciated in ministry. But what am I teaching my kids? Write a check when someone needs help? Keep things sterile. Don’t have dirty hands. Wouldn’t I be better off helping, wouldn’t my kids? They are going to grow up and model the example they have seen at home, and the Lord never needs my help with funds for His good works. I’m pretty sure He can cover that all on His own.
I have been trying to get my hands dirty more often. A sweet friend of mine does an annual enchilada fundraiser for a need she sees in our community, in memory of her son. This year, I got really dirty. I decided to do more than just buy enchiladas and offered to help make them. I went home, exhausted, covered head to toe in enchilada sauce and heart full. You see, when our hands get dirty, our heart get fuller and fuller in sharing love. And the fuller our hearts get, the more desire there is to get our hands dirty.
There is more to ministry that saying “yes” to dirty hands, below are more ways to minister to others
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