At dinner tonight, my friend Tori was telling us about her family’s “ranking” system (that’s all in good fun, of course). She explained that when they travel, each member is given a spot on a team from A to F. Jokingly, she remarked that her sister would not be on the A Team because she wouldn’t take a 5:45 a.m. flight (which is exactly what me and my parents did this morning).
While heading to the airport at an ungodly hour certainly does not deem one’s potential, it does reflect a hard fact of life: sometimes being on the A Team of our family (or any community, for that matter) means doing things we frankly don’t want to do.
Galatians 6:9 reads, “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” Selfishly, I think about my own personal harvest to reap. Looking out for number one, as I often say. But we’re called to do good. Good for ourselves, yes. But good for those around us. That deserves way more praise than catching a plane.
Rachel Fisher 