How motivated would you be to make each day count if you had no identity, not even a birthday, like the orphans in yesterday’s story?
Okay, so fast forward to your amazing grace. The fact that you have Internet access to read this, for example. You literally have everything, those children literally have nothing. Then how would it be possible for us to go through the next 24 hours without trying to do work that seriously matters? How?
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Or to put what matters into your work?
Regardless of the job, we should all paint as if we were Michelangelo.
Or sweep streets that way, if we’re a street-sweeper.
Exactly. For at the end of the day all that goodness comes back to you, when you hear, “Job, well done.”
The final exam.
I am thankful that even if I didn’t do a very good job, at least I tried. I wasn’t feeling well yesterday because I spent too much time out in the hot and humid. Mothering is a challenge on days when I’m feeling good, but mothering is an extreme sport when my head is cracking open. Nonetheless, I tried.
My heart breaks for the little persons with no identity and no birthdays. Thankfully, our precious Father in heaven knows who they are, when they arrived on the planet, knows their hearts and loves them with an everlasting love. Thankful that He loves me too. Sometimes that’s all that matters in this job.
Natalie, give thanks in everything. Easy to say, challenging to do.
But try we must. Slow and steady beats standing still or retreating.