Wow, I have to be honest. There are days (not unlike today) when I feel worthless.
Just being honest here!
My mind begins to play those accusation games with me. You need a
new hairstyle. All you’ve done with your adult life is raise kids and clean house. You really aren’t very good at that. Your talent is mediocre at best.
On and on the accusations fly. Then something in me realizes. This is what I was made for. That pile of laundry…is my job. Those three home cooked meals a day…That’s my job.
Those kids I try to teach well and train up right…those are my mission fields.
I love the words to the song by Steven Curtis Chapman.
“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
Well 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”
I may not be a CEO, and I may not get to wear or even own a closet full of fancy clothes. I may not get to help support the family financially but this is who I am. I am who I am because, this is who God made me to be. Not worthless but valuable. I am even able to bring glory to the God that created the universe…you know what…that’s pretty cool!