I know this guy who "lives to serve."
Personally I like to "fix things." I want things to work, and I believe I am the one who should make things work. I am the one who can solve conflicts. I don't know if "fixing things" is equivalent to service, but deep in my heart, I want to fix things. I want to make things right.
But the problem is I need someone or something to fix me. I need someone to forgive me for all of those times that I broke something, for all of those times when I thought I was fixing, when I was really breaking. I need someone to lift me from the pit of this worldly existence. I need someone to help this brokenness inside of me to start healing. And I need it bad, real bad.
I need the great I AM. I need the peace of Jesus Christ. It is one thing to serve. It is another to live a life of love and be faithful to the real fixer, to the one who served us so well on Calvary.
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