This post is a part of the Five Minute Friday link up. We write for 5 minutes on a one-word prompt, stream-of-consciousness style, without heavy editing. It’s harder than you think! Let’s see what I come up with today on the prompt “reward.”
When our dog was younger, we taught him some basic commands: sit, stay, lie down, come, back off, leave it. Stuff like that. Nothing extraordinary. We added roll over, shake, speak, when he had gotten the others down pat. Each time he obeyed, he would get a reward. In dog training, rewards are key.
In my life with Christ, I’ve had to learn that His love is not a reward that I have to earn. If I learn to obey well, I will receive His favor.
I’m so grateful that’s not how salvation works. He loves me no matter what. My reward comes in eternity from those things in which I’ve invested on earth. I’m not exactly sure what those rewards will look like. Will they be jewels in a crown that I then cast at His feet, signifying that all I did was for His glory? Will I have a bigger mansion than some if I do more for the Lord here on earth?
Hillsong has a popular worship song that says:
Christ is my reward
And all of my devotion
Now there’s nothing in this world
That could ever satisfy
If, when I get to heaven, I have no crown waiting for me, if I have no jewels that sparkle in the sun, but I have Jesus, that will be enough.
Visiting as your FMF neighbor. Jesus is always enough. You chose a song route, too. I chose Thank You by Ray Bolt.
Visiting as your FMF neighbor. Jesus is always enough. You chose a song route, too. I chose Thank You by Ray Boltz.
I thought I already replied to this, but can’t see it. So thanks for visiting from FMF! I will check out that song!
I think you’ll like it. Have a blessed weekend.
Love this! And I, too, have a blcak lab, unimaginatively named ‘Labby’. He does what I ask. Sometimes.
I thought I worked hard for God,
and pancreatic cancer is my lot.
But I don’t think He’s a fraud;
I’m glad for what I’ve got.
I’ve learned to love the days I have
and learned to nurture joy
for choosing happiness is the salve
that works in my employ.
I did not expect this path,
it’s mine own Gethsemane.
There is, though, no need for wrath;
He’s facing it with me.
From the cup He would have passed,
I drink, and savour it to the last.
#28 at FMF this week.
Bless you, Andrew! Peace be with you.
Thank you so much!