I wipe crumbs off counters and scrub sticky honey from laminate and I look over at the to do list and the stack of projects a mile high and wonder when?! And the door bell rings and a child asks for help and the dog barks and a text comes in needing to be answered.
And this is how we live our life. Interrupted. A constant stopping and starting. And it’s hard to make progress when you can only chip away a bit at a time.
Perhaps you are very dissatisfied with yourself….Mediocrity seems to be the measure of your existence. None of your days are noteworthy, except for their sameness and lack of zest. Yet in spite of this you may live a great life.
Do the most everyday and insignificant tasks knowing that God can see. If you live with difficult people, win them over through love. If you once made a great mistake in life, do not allow it to cloud the rest of your life, but by locking it…in your heart, make it yield strength and character.
We are doing more good than we know. The things we do today – sowing seeds or sharing simple truths of Christ – people will refer to as the first things that prompted them to think of Him.
Streams in the Desert, February 24
And so I daily learn to embrace this interrupted life and I do those “everyday and insignificant tasks” knowing God sees. Thirteen years into parenting and nine years into home schooling and it still it does not come naturally and this life it only speeds up it seems. And I want life to be more than this everyday mundane but then I realize that may not be what God has for me. At least not now. And to walk in obedience in the daily monotony may be the greatest training ground of all. Because in the big things there is action and activity and movement. But in the small things there is the daily sameness and washing of counters and washing of feet and washing hearts and minds with the Word.
Though John never performed a miraculous sign, all that John said about this Man was true.
~ John 10:41
And Big Things and miraculous signs are not God’s plan for all of us. Some of us are called to live our days (or at least seasons) in obscure mediocrity. But when these days end, may our children, our loved ones, our families and friends be able to look back and say that all that we said about this Man was true. May they be able to see through our broken and sinful flesh to a life that was characterized by pointing to Christ. May a true and genuine love for the Savior wash over the mistakes we make. And like John the Baptist, may we not all perform miraculous signs and wonders, but may all our days point to Jesus.
For His Glory ~