The other morning I woke up with the worst case of guilt. That sinking feeling in my gut kept tugging at me, and the self-talk was nothing short of brutal and unforgiving. This was the fifth day that I had woken up with this awareness of my weakness.
Surprisingly I felt up to it to make breakfast. I set the eggs, potatoes, and bread on the counter and turned around to see my perfect miracle playing nicely and quietly on the living room floor. Turning the stove on, I poured the oil onto the pan. I set out to make my sons favorite breakfast; potatoes, fruit, and toast. I was then reminded that it’s been weeks, if not months that I’ve prepared this breakfast for him, let alone do anything special for my husband before he walks out the door. And that’s when I knew where that guilty feeling was coming from.
I was reminded of the verse, well actually three whole verses (Eph 6:7, Col 3:17, and Col 3:23) on doing our daily work for the Lord. The one that stuck out to me the most that morning was Colossians 3:23 where it says, “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters”. You see, my line of work entails cooking, cleaning, planning, homemaking, grocery shopping, instructing, training, loving, bathing, feeding, nurturing, and the list goes on. I’m a stay-at-home mom and wife and this job is nothing short of exhausting. In the last few weeks, I’ve been finding myself in a state of slumber, not giving all into what I am blessed to be able to do. Too many times I’ve grumbled at my role and in return have been selling my son, and husband short.
I’m not saying that women, working outside or inside the home, should always be on point, upbeat and completing every “to-do” item on her list. If we forced ourselves to be that way then we’d burn out before dinnertime. But I am saying that with all the blessings we are given, whether it is in a cubicle, or on the living room floor with our littles, we ought to be doing that work unto the Lord. Indeed all that we have is not ours. It is His. My son is a reward given to me by God. My husband was brought to me by God. My home is a blessing by God. The food I prepare daily is a gift from God. Therefore what I do and say with them should be a reflection of my gratitude.
Sometimes we stumble, or feel unthankful for God’s blessings. That’s when I need to do something different. For example, I knew I needed a mommy and son date for lunch today, so I decided to take a trip to a new BBQ joint here in our town. We sat outside in the crisp, cool air and ate till our hearts were content. And that my friends put me out of my funk. Just that! Just getting outside, changing things up for lunch, and spending quality time with my boy. What can you do today that will make your everyday go from mundane, to magical?
Friends, whatever you do, do it for the Lord. Not just because you have to. Do it in love and serve one another with the grace that God has so freely given us. If you’re in a season of slumber, I urge you to wake up! See that cubicle in a different light. See that screaming infant who never lets you sleep or that demanding toddler in a new light, and love with the love of Jesus. And if you ever feel weak and unable, remember the joy of the Lord is your strength (Nehemiah 8:10).