Hello WordPress world and all the lovely people reading.
My absence has been kind of surprising to me. I looked back on my last post and it has been about 2 months.
Things have been rolling along. Which is good.
I wanted to try and figure out in my head the difference in being of service and serving. I think that there is a difference.
Being of service reminds me of having the availability to serve. It feels compartmentalized. It feels that there is a beginning and end. A time frame set aside. Maybe like a sub. Still having terms defined by those previously agreed upon. Maybe it could mean being of service as in chores, tasks, and accomplishments.
Serving to me, is the act of serving. Not only being of service and available but giving of oneself with a purpose. Its a 24/7 thing. Serving is putting anothers needs in front of your own wants. Taking that extra selfless step. Its in those tough times when your tired, overwhelmed, and/or feeling less then submissive that serving can really shine. I mean everyone can be of service when they’ve gotten enough sleep and feel energetic but what about serving when you just want to curl in a corner and pull the covers over your head? What about serving when you’d rather order pizza but a homemade Meal would be more appreciated?
Say for instance tonight, I had hamburger patties in the frig, which is Master’s favorite comfort food, I wanted to make a great dinner. My body was saying no and my mind was saying, omg, can I really do this? I was fighting with my internal self. There were options but I wanted Master to really enjoy dinner. So, I buckled down, took one minute at a time and even through my frustration and almost tears, I put a good dinner on the table. Did master demand it? No.. But my need to serve overrode my body and internal battling. Does that make sense? Lol. I wouldn’t feel that deep satisfaction if I bowed out and ordered pizza. Instead, I made My Master smile. He Truly appreciated and I was able to eat a wonderful homemade meal that I could be proud of because there was a reinforcement that, yes, I am a slave. Serving when its inconvenient and serving when I’m not at my best.
So, in short, there are 24/7 slaves who are serving when its not fluffy or sparkly. Its in the trenches. Its decisions and commitments that moves the submissiveness forward.
Have an awesome day.