Judges 6:11
“Gideon was threshing
wheat in a winepress…”
I cannot begin to describe how
wonderful it has been to have my parents with us since the first days of the
new year. I’m happy they are out of the
snow and cold and enjoying our version of “winter” here in South Florida. I am happy they are away from their many
volunteer responsibilities (although they have volunteered with my work details
from home!)
I have enjoyed watching them “join” my
world. Whether jumping in as we carpool
our daughter to school, attending our church, fixing or cleaning up meals or
having coffee in the morning together, having them close brings such security.
Having my mom attend my neighborhood
small group Bible study has been particularly special. This week we looked at the often-mundane
existence God has called us to. Looking
at the life of Gideon we have learned that even in his mundane circumstances there remains
a symbol of God’s favor.
As I sat this past week and looked
around our circle of neighbors, my eyes fell upon my mom. My eyes saw her, my ears
heard her, but my heart was stirred with memories.
I would not be able to count the amount
of lunch bags and boxes she packed between four children. I will never know the countless hours she has
spent driving my three brothers and myself to sporting practices and
games. I know she has spent hours turned
to weeks and then months of washing, drying, folding, ironing and putting our
clothes away. All those mundane tasks
she did without complaining.
Yet, she left me “feeling” like she
loved us. “Feeling” she liked these
mundane tasks. “Feeling” like we
mattered to her. My mom did such a great
job with the mundane; she made me desire the same. Mom made mundane seem like a worthy,
enjoyable, desirable profession.
God doesn’t give us the mundane to make
us bored or irritated or even bitter.
He gives us the mundane to challenge us not to give up. He gives us mundane to see His faithfulness
at work.
I saw His faithfulness in my moms
mundane and it made me desire the same for my life. I pray that our children will one day say the
same.