"Get 'Er Done"

I couldn’t fix the fence today,

My old daddy asked me why,

Well, it was just too hard to mend,

But I gave it my best try.

 

There is no try there ‘s only do,

And you didn’t get it done,

Do what it takes to finish,

By tomorrow’s setting sun.

 

And I knew that he meant it,

There would be no excuse,

So next day got right to it,

No need to light Dad’s fuse.

 

And you know what, I did it,

Though it cost me time and sweat,

And though he never thanked me,

I remember that day yet.

 

Excuses they’re a-plenty,

Just pick one if you dare,

You can find a reason,

For your lapse right then and there.

 

But better just to do it,

The chore that’s in your hand,

Like you’re working for the Lord Himself,

It’s quite a simple plan.

 

Forget about entitlement,

Don’t rest before you work,

Just do what Is expected,

Show up and do not shirk.

 

And then it will surprise you,

When you see what you have done,

A sense of real accomplishment,

Though it was hard, not fun.

 

The Lord will bless a worker,

Who gives Him more to bless,

Than one who sits there waiting,

And never gives their best.

 

What fence should you be mending,

What chore is there to do,

‘Cause someone is depending,

On you to get ‘er done.

“Whatever you do, do your work heartily, as for the Lord rather than for men.” (Colossians 3:23)

Our motivation for work has everything to do with our relationship to the Lord. Working and getting things done is ultimately for Him. It’s also because it’s the right thing and enables us to pay our bills, but beyond that, it is part of our Christian vocation. Serving Him well means we take seriously what is required by our work and do it heartily. If we do it grudgingly it still gets done, but the impact is not as great. If we complain and gripe every step of the way, how are we different from all the other complainers of the world. Winners don’t whine and whiners don’t win.

Lord, help us work like we’re working for You, in Jesus’ name.

Art by Bruce Greene, used by permission. Thanks, Bruce, and God bless you.

Brad McClain