Another load of dishes, another load of laundry. Another dirty diaper, another clothing change. Another cup of milk, another peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Another toy placed into the toy bin, another sock thrown into the hamper. Another sleepless minute rocking a fussing child, another drawn out hour as dinner and crankiness are juggled.
It’s easy to see life in this constant cycle of similar events day after day after day.
It’s easy to get caught in the monotony of it all and get really worn out.
It’s easy to see it as a burden with the never-ending list of chores and to-do lists.
But I want to do so much better.
The life God has given is my one and only. I want to live it wholly, from the depths of my heart. I want to live it in a beautiful way, even the very simple moments.
Each season will have its ups and downs — some weighing heavier on the scale in one direction or another. But I can make the choice to find joy in each day. Yes, even in my sufferings, I can choose joy.
Every person served, I can find the face of Christ. In the difficult tasks, I can “fill up in my flesh what is still lacking in regard to Christ’s afflictions, for the sake of his body, which is the Church.” (Colossians 1:24) The entire Church is lifted up through every good act!
Even my most hidden acts, do affect others. With great intention, I can make each one for His glory.
Glorifying Christ in the dishes? In the diaper changes? In the sleepless nights? In the listening to the same tale over and over? If that’s a possibility, I want to make it so!
It makes the yoke easy and the burden light (Matthew 11:30) to live one’s life with this in mind. It helps one come out of the funk in the monotony, out of the depression in the tiredness, out of the complaints in the trials.
It makes life worth living. It makes life beautiful.