I Do No Ones Bidding But Gods
Okay, let's talk about a little secret. A quiet confession, really. I’ve come to a rather unpopular conclusion lately. It’s something I’ve been mulling over, perhaps while doing the dishes or waiting for the bus. And that conclusion is: I do no one’s bidding but God’s.
Now, before you picture me in a flowing robe, holding a staff, and talking to celestial beings, let’s dial it back. This isn't about a dramatic epiphany or joining a monastery. It’s much simpler, and frankly, a lot more relaxing.
Think about it. We’re all running around, aren’t we? Trying to please bosses, impress colleagues, keep the family happy, satisfy that nagging voice in our heads telling us we should be doing more. We juggle a thousand expectations. We march to the beat of a hundred different drums. It’s exhausting!
My own drumbeat, however, has become remarkably… singular. It’s a gentle hum, a quiet nudge from somewhere that feels much bigger than me. I call this source, for lack of a better or more complicated term, God.
It’s not about grand pronouncements or divine commandments being whispered in my ear every five minutes. It’s more like a compass. A feeling. A sense of what feels right, what aligns with a deeper, calmer self. You know that feeling? The one where you just know something is the way it should be, even if it doesn't make logical sense to anyone else?
That's God's bidding, as far as I'm concerned.
So, what does this look like in practice? Well, it means saying "no" more often. Not rudely, of course. But with a newfound conviction. If a request doesn't resonate with that inner compass, if it feels like it’s pulling me away from what I should be doing (and again, "should" is dictated by that quiet voice), then it’s a polite “no, thank you.”
It means prioritizing my own peace. If my boss wants me to stay late for a project that feels… well, like a rabbit hole leading nowhere good, my God-given instinct might be to decline. Not because I’m lazy, but because my internal directive is to conserve energy for things that truly matter.
It means not getting caught up in the office gossip. Honestly, who has the energy for that? If God wanted me to be a carrier of salacious rumors, I think I’d have a more… official role. Maybe a heavenly messenger with a sparkly briefcase.
It also means not stressing about keeping up with the Joneses. That new car? That bigger house? That exotic vacation? If it doesn’t feel like a path God is nudging me toward, then it’s just… noise. Pleasant noise for some, perhaps, but not my personal soundtrack.
This isn't about being a slacker. Far from it. In fact, I think I’m more productive now. When I’m not trying to split my focus a million ways, trying to appease every single person or expectation, I can actually concentrate on what’s important. And what’s important is usually guided by that quiet, unwavering voice.
It’s about authenticity. It’s about listening to yourself. It’s about realizing that maybe, just maybe, the most important "job" we have is to be true to ourselves, guided by that spark of the divine within us.
Sometimes, people look at me strangely. They wonder why I’m not more ambitious in the conventional sense. Why I’m not chasing promotions or striving for recognition. And I just smile. Because they don't understand. They don't hear the gentle melody I’m following.
It’s a melody of purpose. A tune of peace. A rhythm of genuine connection. And it’s all orchestrated by the one being whose direction I truly care about: God.
So, the next time you feel overwhelmed, pulled in a hundred directions, and utterly drained, consider this little secret. Maybe, just maybe, you can quiet the noise. Listen to that inner whisper. And realize that you, too, might only be doing one person’s bidding. The best person’s. God’s. It’s a liberating thought, isn’t it?
And hey, if anyone asks, just tell them you’re following divine orders. It sounds way more impressive than “I’m just trying to get through the day.”