Called To Serve

I have had so many thoughts and feelings today, and I wish I had something inspiring to share that would lift us all up for the week. But truly, all I can say tonight is this:

SERVE!

I have found myself WISP-ing, as my awesome brother-in-law calls it. It's an acronym for Wallowing In Self Pitty.
Yes folks, I have been wallowing, and wallowing a LOT!
Poor me. Sad me. What am I to do? How could all this be happening to me? Why is the lying continuing? What will ever become of me and the children?
Sound familiar?

Now, don't get me wrong. I know I have valid reasons for feeling those things and asking myself those questions. The problem is, getting stuck there and not being able to get out alive.

Codependency sucks. Literally. It sucks the joy right out of you! It makes it hard to breathe, hard to think...not hard to eat though. I've gained weight on this codependent journey...
Anyway, I realized today that I have forgotten to SERVE the addict in my life. I have been harping on all the things they should be doing, what they aren't doing, how they should do it, why they should do it to the point that we're both frustrated and ready to throw in the towel.
I have some major repenting to do!

I know that the only way to love and appreciate this person, or anyone for that matter, is to serve them.  It doesn't mean that I have to condone their behavior or choices. It means that I have love and respect for them regardless of their addictions and bad habits.
It means that I can truly say I love them, not the sin. Not the pain. Not the lies. Just them. They are still a human being who is hurting and struggling and most likely harder on themselves than I could ever be!
My part is to serve and love!

"Is as much as ye have done it unto the least of these...ye have done it unto me."