They Also Serve Who Only Stand And Wait

Romans 4
5 But to him that worketh not, but believeth on him that justifieth the ungodly, his faith is counted for righteousness.
6 Even as David also describeth the blessedness of the man, unto whom God imputeth righteousness without works,
7 Saying, Blessed are they whose iniquities are forgiven, and whose sins are covered.

So, you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. Then you get baptized. Mixed into this you read your Bible. And then, at some point, you are confronted with the practical, maybe profound question. Now what? What am I supposed to do now?

I have no interest in poetry. Or literature. Or opera. Or symphonies. Or any kind of culture stuff. Except, for some reason, I came accross this poem many years ago and never forgot it. And it discusses the questions above.

On His Blindness, A Sonnet By Milton
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one Talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide,
"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed,
And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and wait."