I think we all want to accomplish something grand with our lives. Some great achievement we can point to saying, “This is my greatest accomplishment.” Do these thoughts go through your mind as you are folding the laundry or changing a dirty diaper?
I wake up every morning with a to do list. Attempting to accomplish something great, grand, and praiseworthy. Then life happens. Samuel needs to be fed, changed and made ready for the Hospital Homebound Teacher. Breakfast needs to be made, dishes put away and the fish fed.
An Act Of Service
What I want to share with you is the power of Motherhood in the little things. I want to applaud you, encourage you and give you permission to acknowledge the value of everyday tasks. Cleaning the kitchen and putting dishes in the dishwasher are not just necessary tasks, but acts of service. An act of service to yourself, your husband and your children.
Why Being A Mother Has Great Value
There is great value in washing, folding and putting away clothes. Now, I know it doesn’t feel like you are doing something grand, but I believe you are. Raising your children through service is a wonderful example to them and hopefully valued by your husband. Showering love to your family through service is of great value. Then why do we often feel (there’s that word again) like we are not accomplishing anything?
I think it goes back to the idea we are supposed to be accomplishing something great. Maybe we need to redefine our definition of greatness. Loving our family is great. Serving them is great. Pouring your life into your children is a gift to them. And, hopefully, they will remember it for a lifetime and emulate you.
One Daughter’s Story
I remember talking to an employee at a Big Box Store. She shared with me how her mother sacrificed her life in childbirth. She never knew her mom. But her mother profoundly impacted her life. She told me she wants to volunteer and give back like her mom did for her. Imagine that. How much more impact will you have on your children serving them day in and day out.
Who Sees Our Acts of Service
I need to be reminded of this daily. As a special-needs-mom, changing my thirteen-year-old son’s diaper, may not seem of great value. Nor does it seem monumental when I suction his trach or wipe his nose. But, it is. Usually, no one sees me serving my son. And, perhaps, that’s why I can feel I’m not accomplishing something great. There is no applause, no curtain call, and no flowers thrown at my feet. But, there is the One who sees everything.
And for Him, my service to Samuel never goes unnoticed. Every dried tear I wipe away, every diaper I change (too many to count) and every kiss I give my son, is remembered by our Heavenly Father who even knows the number of hairs on our head.
For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.
1 You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
5 You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
So, the next time you fold a dish cloth, cook a meal or clean the dishes, remember you are greatly serving your family. Each kiss, every hug and words of encouragement to your family are precious and priceless. I applaud you and cheer you on. And I am not the only One. : )