Why? Out of all days to come home early from work…why did my husband decide to come home early today!?
It’s been one of those days. The kind where I started a dozen different projects and didn’t have time to finish any of them – and the evidence of my incompetence is strewn all over the house…homeschool books, toys, groceries that haven’t been put away (at least I made it to the store, right?).
The House. Is. A. Disaster. And just when I think I might have enough time to clean up the mess before my sweet hubby gets home, I hear the garage door open. My hair is in a ponytail and I’m sporting my favorite 20-year-old sweatshirt. Oh well. It’s just been one of those days.
In the midst of this chaos I keep myself from freaking out by remembering my purpose.
My purpose comes from this passage of Scripture:
And they came to Capernaum. And when [Jesus] was in the house he asked [the disciples], “What were you discussing on the way?” But they kept silent, for on the way they had argued with one another about who was the greatest. And he sat down and called the twelve. And he said to them, “If anyone would be first, he must be last of all and servant of all.” And he took a child and put him in the midst of them, and taking him in his arms, he said to them, “Whoever receives one such child in my name receives me, and whoever receives me, receives not me but him who sent me” (Mark 9:33-37).
My purpose is based on the rules of God’s Kingdom rather than the principles of this world. Jesus teaches in this passage that the Kingdom is paradoxical – what seems meaningless in this world has great value in His eyes. And then he holds a child…an insignificant child, and makes the most extraordinary claim that if you care for those with little status in this world – you will receive fellowship with God Himself! Whoa.
The house may be a mess. My to-do list may be half-done, but I cared for my children today. I can go to bed satisfied with my work…and I will tackle the rest tomorrow :)
Crayons In My Water 
I’m guessing that after a day on the road, walking in the dirt and wind-dust and heat, Christ didn’t look too lovely (or smell too good) either, at days end.
And outwardly nothing to show for it (not that LOOKED important anyway) except the distance crossed and the words spoken. Yet lives are still being changed today because of those trips.
Same, too with homeschooling, shopping for food, enjoying the day’s work in comfy clothing……Just like with Christ: All acts of love that has endless rippling effect. And who knows, Eric just might have needed the gift of seeing you without your cape, so he could relax a tad too, grin.
Loving you and lifting you up, always.
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I’m afraid Eric gets to see me without my “cape” on a regular basis. I wouldn’t have it any other way :)
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I love that you two are that kind of “comfy” with each other. You both/all are Amazing and bless my life. Thank you.
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The early husband gets the worm. I’ve lived this exact scenario! Bless you for being so vulnerable with us! I will have a well ordered plan for consuming the chaos and there he is. Home early. And he is always happy to see us. But I’m completely ungracious. Marshall jokingly points out the irony that I want him to come home to a well ordered castle but he can’t actually come home. I’m glad he can make me laugh about it (sometimes!!! But I’m usually a–well, a worm…) poor Eric and Marshall. No wonder they get on so well!
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Seriously!
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I loves reading your words, too, Lu!
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Aww, Rebecca, you made my heart smile. Thank you. Good to “see” you, grin.
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You are applauded for ALL that you do! Each day you have is a test for you! God has blessed you with a special soul! Be thankful! Things could always be worse! “Comfy” is always good!
God bless!
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