It is a fact of life ~ we all have day-to-day tasks that can be less than enjoyable.
As I shared in the past, sweeping used to be one thing that I dreaded. With a busy house full of children and pets, I could sweep up a pile of debris in the morning and have to sweep again by lunch time.
Something changed my perspective on the tiring task of sweeping though. A precious little girl in Ghana changed my perspective. With one simple sentence and a change in my heart, sweeping has actually become something I like to do.
Of course, there are a number of household duties that call for attention every day. To be perfectly honest, I can find myself giving an exasperated sigh when it is time to unload the dishwasher or fold the laundry. Even though I am blessed and thankful to have a machine that washes my dishes for me. Even though I am aware that many in the world go without clothes and towels, or they have to scrub what items they do have in the river…. My attitude can become negative.
I am working at being mindful when I come across tasks that may seem like drudgery. I can use that time, not to grumble, but to pray. As I stand before a pile of freshly fluff-dried towels and clothing, I can let my body do the work as my mind connects with God. I pray for my friend’s husband, who is going on a mission trip to India. I pray for the Compassion International children and staff around the world. I lift up our unsaved friends and family members. When it comes down to it, I have so many things to pray for and to thank God for. I could fold a football field worth of laundry and still not put a dent in all of the prayers I have on my heart.
Recently, a friend of mine told me that she prays for me when she washes her dishes. That really touched me and also drove home the fact that we can use the time we’re given to lift others up.
Our local Christian radio station has been playing a new Steven Curtis Chapman song lately. Entitled “Do Everything”, the very first lines caught my attention today, talking about sweeping up Cheerios on the floor. Boy, can I relate!
You’re picking up toys on the living room floor
for the 15th time today
Matching up socks and sweeping up lost
Cheerios that got away
You put a baby on your hip and color on your lips
and head out the door
And while I may not know you I bet I know you
Wonder sometimes does it matter at all
We’ll let me remind you it all matters just as long as you
Do everything you do to the glory of the One who made you
Cause He made you to do
Every little thing that you do to bring a smile to His face
And tell the story of grace
With every move that you make
And every little thing you do
So, as a work in progress, I am trying to catch myself before I let that exasperated sigh come out of my mouth. I am working to let the daily drudgery become a place for prayer and praise. (Though, finding a meaningful moment while cleaning out the litter box is still a struggle. I’m working on it!)
What are your thoughts?