Oct
4
2007
The tasks of a mother are never ending. Some days I get rather bogged down with the futileness of my work. Laundry - to wash, fold and put away... are you kidding me? I don't even get it folded much less put away. It is a sad state of affairs when you are searching through the piles of clean laundry for one matching pair of socks. Dishes - all I can say is thank goodness for dishwashers! We went over 6 months last year without a dishwasher and boy was I thankful for that appliance when we finally replaced it. Cleaning bathrooms - let's see, now I do it in shifts... this week I think I can at least get the toilet bowls cleaned out... YIPPEE I accomplished one thing! Sweeping and vacuuming - oh for the day that my kids can do it well. Right now it is cute to see Benjamin and Emily trying to help me push the vacuum cleaner around and one day it will be their job. Unfortunately, when that day comes they will no longer find it fun. For now all three of them run circles around the house pretending that I am going to attack them with the loud machine. It is rather endearing and I know exactly what they are getting into - NOTHING! Ahh, the list could go on for (I feel) an eternity but I will not bore you any longer. Just suffice it to say that my job has incredible security, I just wish I was appreciated a little more. Of course to think of that sentiment I am reminded that everything I do, I am to do as unto the Lord and not for the praise (or appreciation) of man (my spouse or kids). I bet God was thinking of Mother's when he had Colossians 3:23-24 penned. "Whatever you do, do your work heartily, as for the Lord, rather than for men; knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance. It is the Lord Christ whom you serve."
It is all in my focus. When I put my eyes back on Christ, the tasks I do for my children and spouse are but a way of serving them and making their home sweet. When Jonathan gets home from work I want him to be able to relax and put the worries of work at the door. So each day, I will strive to serve him better and make his home a haven from the trials of the world. Since he runs his own business leaving the worries of the office at the door is a little difficult, but we make it work. We try to have some down time to communicate about what happened during the day before bedlam breaks out. Then we just sit back and enjoy our kids - most of the time.
I am so glad God is faithful and doesn't give up on me when I feel like giving up. No, instead He sends someone to encourage me or gently whispers a verse in my heart that puts my focus back where it needs to be. He is faithful, for He cannot deny Himself.