It’s Monday night and I’m tired. Tired from the weekend. Tired from the week before. Tired from thinking, driving, moving, cleaning, cooking, scheduling…and the list goes on and on and on.
On my way home from work tonight, I thought about all I needed to do before I can crawl between the sheets and nestle in with the really good book I’m reading. I’ve left my characters in quite a predicament, and I feel frustrated that they are hanging in the balance while I have to do all I have to do. It wasn’t long before the violins began to play in my head a somber tune of woe – you know the one – the one that wreaks of self-pity.
And then I heard the familiar twinge, that gnawing reminder that whacks me in the head, the one that shows me how wonderful it is to have a house to clean, a yard to garden, a floor to mop, pets to feed, clothes to wash, closets to organize, dinner to cook, money to pay bills, shoes to put away, and most importantly, a family to care for.
Sometimes we get so caught up in what we “have” to do that we forget what a privilege it is to actually “get” to do it. Every task before us should not be taken lightly but with a heart of service to the Lord, for it is from His blessings that we have the things we have and do the things we do. Appreciate your ability to work; enthusiastically tackle the chores; nurture those around you; and always remember from where it all came.
“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.” Colossians 3:23-24.
