A Different Tired

Wow...what a day! I have done very little physically today, yet I am more tired today than any other. We have been reading Mark 10:35-45 and I witnessed service to others on more occasions than I can count...and that's just speaking of today. Today was our day to visit the Infirmary. When we got to Harmon's, Loyd mentioned that we would have the opportunity to spend all day at the Infirmary if we chose, in place of the regular hour and a half. Courtney, Olivia and I jumped at the chance. Much has changed in my life in the 3 years it's been since I last visited Harmons. I can't say the same for the Infirmary. Same smell, many of the same people wearing the sames clothes, looking at the same few decorations on the walls. Being in that place brings almost every emotion to the surface at once. It's an experience that is impossible to explain with words. Amy mentioned a quote that comes close to describing the atmosphere there: "To someone who has everything, Jesus means nothing, to someone who has nothing, Jesus means everything." It's truly amazing to see how very little the residents have, yet they are so filled with faith and love for Christ, it simply exudes from them. We read lots of Scripture, much of which was recited as we were reading. I witnessed Mark 10:44  "And whoever of you desires to be first, shall be slave of all." when one elderly resident bathed another one, in conditions that we would never consider fit for bathing. Spending time at the Infirmary is a blunt reminder to remove our preferences from our relationship with Christ.
          Make a joyful shout to the Lord, all you lands!
          Serve the Lord with gladness; Come before His presence with singing.
          Know that the Lord, He is God; It is He who had made you, and not we ourselves;
          We are His people and the sheep of His pasture. Enter into His gates with thanksgiving
          And into His courts with praise, Be thankful to Him, and bless His name.
                                                                Psalm 100

Janna