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Personal Responsiblity!

When I was working in Human Recourses there is something that always got to me.  Our culture today takes very little responsibility.  There were days that I wanted to scream at them, “you do your job because that is what you are hired and paid to do!!!!!”  Doing interviews and dealing with the employees I would hear excuses like “It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t come to work, I got arrested.”  Or “I don’t do the drugs, I just make them.”   In temporary staffing, you end up hearing the most amazing excuses.  People don’t seem to have a sense of responsibility any more but instead a sense of entitlement.  That they deserve the job even though they failed their drug test or haven’t been able to keep a job longer than 2 weeks.  Oh the stories I could tell….  It seemed that very few people actually wanted to work, they just wanted to get paid.  Every so often, you would get an amazing employee who would blow your socks off, but the majority of the time, it was not that way. 

I will admit that there are times that I have made a mess in a store and not stopped to clean it up, or that I have been inconsiderate of others.  Personal responsibility is actually something that I am currently struggling with since I have a lot of projects that need to be done and I really don’t want to do any of them.    My sister-in-law is amazing, every day she cleans her house for at least an hour and she plays with her kids, finds activities for them to do.  Me, I have about 30 projects started and because I have so much going on, none of them are getting accomplished.  The laundry has taken on a mind of its own, the dishes sit in the sink overnight and my dinner planning has gone down the tubes.

Originally I was thinking about this devotion because I was supposed to meet someone to deliver AVON- waited for them for 30 minutes and then left – I was so frustrated that I wanted to vent.  As I started to vent, God really convicted me in a lot of areas, like the fact that I still have thank you cards to get out for last month.  I have binders that need to be organized for different project that I have taken on and projects that still need to be completed.  I have 400 cake balls that still need to be made for a wedding in July….

God put on my heart the Rules for a Christian Household section of the Colossions.  Colossians 3:18-25, specifically verses 23-4 “… Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward, It is the Lord Christ you are serving.”  So I am not serving man- because I don’t always want to serve man – but I need to take PERSONAL responsibility for what God has made me responsible for.  I need to do it, not because it just needs to be done, but because I am serving the Lord. 

So watch out laundry and dishes – I am serving the Lord today and you are going to get done! 

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  1. MindyJune 9, 2011 at 8:52 AM

    Loved it! I too worked in staffing and agree, oh the excuses and their feelings of "entitlement". but the focus needs to be on serving the Lord. "need to take PERSONAL responsibility for what God has made me responsible for." Perfectly said!
    P.S. You're not the only one with dishes in her sink ;-).

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