Every Sunday morning begins with a spark of delight, an awakening joy, and the promise of something greater. Pulling into the parking lot early, the refreshing morning air and quiet stillness welcome me as I step out with purpose. Each task—ushering, greeting, last-minute checks—feels like a humble offering, a chance to express my deepest gratitude to something larger than myself. There is a quiet joy in getting things ready: setting the altar, ensuring every detail is perfect, and knowing that these small acts are part of a greater purpose.
Last Sunday, as I was doing my rounds, there was Joe beaming as he walked over. Dressed in his Sunday best, always neat as a pin, Joe never misses a chance to serve—especially when it involves reading. If he could do every reading himself, he probably would, though he is too humble to admit it outright. Sure enough, I saw his name on the list for both readings. “Joe,” I said, smiling, “how about I take the first one, and you can do the second?” He chuckled, shaking his head. “They are very short readings; I have got it covered,” he said, his enthusiasm shining through. I nodded, letting him take the lead.
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Fast forward to this Sunday. I was again scheduled for the first reading, with someone else listed for the second. But as the minutes ticked by, that second reader was nowhere to be seen. And there was Joe, seated near the front, craning his neck to catch my eye. His look said it all: I am here if you need me. For a moment, I hesitated. Should I let him take it? Or should I step up myself?
I realized then that service is not about doing it all yourself—it is about creating opportunities for others to share in the blessing. Joe’s eagerness was not something to hold back; it was something to celebrate. So, I called him up. As he read, his voice steady and confident, I felt a quiet joy in knowing I had made space for him to serve.
We all have moments like this—when we are tempted to carry the load alone, even when there is someone willing to help. But true service is not about holding onto the spotlight; it is about sharing it. When we invite others to join us, we are not just giving them a role; we are giving them a gift.
What is a moment when you made room for someone to shine? How did it feel to share the spotlight? I would love to hear your stories in the comments below. Let’s create space for others to serve, to shine, and to grow together.
