I was standing over the kitchen sink filled with dirty dishes, dreading the work before me, thinking back on what a horrid day I had. Grumbling inwardly and having a countenance that could curdle milk, I slid my hands into the warm, soapy water. My mind began to wonder to the many blessings God has bestowed upon me.
I began to think. Really think.
And pray. I did a lot of that too.
I came to the conclusion...
Things happen. You're not perfect. Life's not perfect. It's filled with twists and turns, mistakes and failure, sorrow and grief. But life is so much more than that. It's a beautiful thing that we should never take for granted. We never do it intentionally, but we often let ourselves slip into a level of comfort that makes us forget that we have been blessed with every breath, thought and feeling.
It may be difficult, but we have to remember the good things, even amidst the toughest times of our lives. Life is filled with smiles and laughter, rainbows and waterfalls, miracles and beauty and all these lovely things are often found in the deepest of tribulations. We have to look past our superficial "problems" like a bad hair day or a dead car battery, although they can often seem detrimental to our day.
God wants us to be on a much deeper level, one that is closer to Him. He wants us to have the grace to look over these everyday inconveniences, and look toward the bigger picture.
He wants us to be in a place where He can say "Be still my child, and know that I am God." And we can respond with a humble heart, "Yes, Lord." He wants us to smile through the tears, and praise His name with a resounding voice! To lift our arms to heaven during affliction and cry unto Him from the depths of our souls. To listen to His Word and serve Him with our whole hearts, minds, and strength.
We have to see the beauty in the way our reflections shines back in a mud puddle, or the way a child's eyes are filled with sparkle when you praise them, or maybe it's realizing that just as we wipe the grime from the dishes, Jesus wipes us clean of our sins. And just maybe when we look at all this and let our hearts open to His Grace, we might, just might, start to enjoy those dirty dishes.
A little.
Much Love,
Brittany
I began to think. Really think.
And pray. I did a lot of that too.
I came to the conclusion...
Things happen. You're not perfect. Life's not perfect. It's filled with twists and turns, mistakes and failure, sorrow and grief. But life is so much more than that. It's a beautiful thing that we should never take for granted. We never do it intentionally, but we often let ourselves slip into a level of comfort that makes us forget that we have been blessed with every breath, thought and feeling.
It may be difficult, but we have to remember the good things, even amidst the toughest times of our lives. Life is filled with smiles and laughter, rainbows and waterfalls, miracles and beauty and all these lovely things are often found in the deepest of tribulations. We have to look past our superficial "problems" like a bad hair day or a dead car battery, although they can often seem detrimental to our day.
God wants us to be on a much deeper level, one that is closer to Him. He wants us to have the grace to look over these everyday inconveniences, and look toward the bigger picture.
He wants us to be in a place where He can say "Be still my child, and know that I am God." And we can respond with a humble heart, "Yes, Lord." He wants us to smile through the tears, and praise His name with a resounding voice! To lift our arms to heaven during affliction and cry unto Him from the depths of our souls. To listen to His Word and serve Him with our whole hearts, minds, and strength.
We have to see the beauty in the way our reflections shines back in a mud puddle, or the way a child's eyes are filled with sparkle when you praise them, or maybe it's realizing that just as we wipe the grime from the dishes, Jesus wipes us clean of our sins. And just maybe when we look at all this and let our hearts open to His Grace, we might, just might, start to enjoy those dirty dishes.
A little.
Much Love,
Brittany