One morning this week, this thought came to me. Ok, maybe more than one morning 🙂 I looked at the state of my house, and wandered if I had accomplished anything at all the day before. Seriously, I should have taken pictures, but that seems way more embarrassing than just talking about it. My table was full of wash, unfolded and folded, as were my coffee table and sofa. There was dishes in the sink, and more wash to hang out. My upstairs was supposed to be getting cleaned. Thus far I had managed to scrub the toilet 🙂
I can guess what you are thinking. Either she is a poor manager, or maybe she should get up earlier in the morning and get something done. Well, perhaps my management skills could use some help, but that particular morning, I was up early. EARLY, I say. What some people think is the middle of the night 🙂 But alas, it wasn’t that I was up early to do my work, but to milk cows. And when I came in and saw my house, and thought of my to do list for the day, I felt a little depressed.
But now, I feel a little better. There is only 2 more bedrooms to clean, and while there is still wash on the table, the pile is diminished. For now 🙂 And my sweet boy even folded some wash without my asking him. And cleaned up the garage, and bagged the leaves. I don’t know what happened, but I rejoiced in his diligence! 🙂 And Kirsten dusted some extra things without me asking. It IS those small things that can go a long way to cheer a mom up!!
My list of things that need done still seems large. I will spare you the details 🙂 But I thought of a song that I’ve heard. There is a line that goes something like this – Father, carry me. When I’m feeling tired, and I need energy, I say Father, carry me.
God does care about the little things in our lives. The things that can stress us. And stretch us. It’s up to us if we let Him share our load 🙂