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Gospel in the Mundane

Most days I wish I were back on the edge of that canyon, breathing in the salty ocean air with the clouds swirling around us. Instead, I find myself on the brink of piles and piles of laundry, loads of dishes, and long to-do lists. This leads me to an underwhelmed soul that becomes more overwhelmed at what needs to be done rather than what God is doing all around me. It’s easy to miss God’s glory in the midst of the mundane. But the exact same God who made that canyon that I marveled at years ago is the same God who made the fibers that make up the clothing that I wash, fold, iron, hang up and wear. The same God who made the salty ocean water is the same God who made the water in my faucet that I poured into my coffee pot this morning to make a hot cup of caffeine. I believe that we are living on the fringes of His glory, if only we would look up to see Him.

To the one whose beautifully messy day to day never seems to measure up to the always climbing invisible mark of social media perfection. To the one who never feels like enough but in the same breath feels like too much. To the one who hands out handfuls of grace so freely but can’t seem to receive it for yourself… This letter is for you.

Today I want to glance back at what is behind, at the hard lessons that scrubbed my soul raw, at the joyful moments that I could barely take in because they were so beautiful, and at every moment in between—the mundane where life is really lived. In tracing the finger of God throughout every step of becoming a mother, I want to highlight the glory of the gospel of Jesus Christ in it all. 

This post was written last January and this morning the Lord reminded me once more of the words He spoke to me when I wrote this. Your mission is now, friends. Not tomorrow. He calls us to be faithful in this day. May we grab hold of the mission to know Christ and make Him known as we go throughout our days. 

When I get to the end of each day, I want to be able to say “Lord, I did all I could to share Christ.”

Lights low, coffee brewing, blanket ready, Bible open, journal and pen waiting…the makings of what I used to think were the perfect quiet time. In June I entered a new season of motherhood and found that my “quiet time” rarely looked this perfect anymore. I had to fight for it. I had to force myself to open my Bible and journal most days. Since becoming a mama, I’ve struggled with the concept of a “quiet” time since my mornings and days rarely are quiet. I can count on one hand the number of mornings I’ve had that could be considered “quiet” since my son was born. But God is teaching me that just because my quiet times are messy and often filled with noise, they are no less beautiful than they used to be.

This blog has gone untouched for a few months now. Partly because I’ve entered a new season of motherhood and have taken a step back to enjoy and learn the new rhythms of life. The other reason is because my soul has been wrestling. There are countless thoughts, numerous longings, and a plethora of lessons that my heart is mulling over every day. I’ve wanted to share them, but I hesitated because I wanted to wait to share until I fully understood them. However, the Lord has pressed on my heart to wrestle with you. My guess is, you also have wrestlings in your soul, questions left unanswered, and a longing for more than what you are living. This blog, this business, this ministry is not about perfection. It is not about cleaning up to come before God. It is about living with the end in mind or, as Jonathan Edwards said, with eternity stamped on our eyeballs. It is about making a difference in this world by following after Christ with every ounce of energy we have. 

The other day I looked down to realize I can no longer see my feet. Our sweet boy has continued to grow and my belly has rounded out over these past few weeks in ways I never dreamed would happen! In all the joys of pregnancy and the hurdles and beauty of a growing belly, I have noticed that not only has my body changed these past nine months, but my priorities have now shifted as well. Just like when I first got married and had to re-prioritize my schedule and daily to-do’s to involve my husband, I am about to embark on another big adventure of re-prioritizing! The moment I saw I had a positive pregnancy test, the Lord began rearranging my schedule.

We are all worshippers. The question is never, am I worshipping? But daily we should ask ourselves,what/who am I worshipping? The definition of worship is “the act of worshipping God or a god.” We either worship the one, True God who is worthy of our affection or we worship little gods that deceive us into thinking they are greater than they are. One area that often gets worshipped in today’s culture is fashion and dress. We place our affections on clothing, things and affirmation (all of which won’t last). We spend countless hours  (and a lot of money) worrying about our looks, our closets and our appearance. Just like Romans 1:24-25, we worship the created and not the Creator.

“Though the fig tree should not blossomAnd there be no fruit on the vines, Though the yield of the olive should fail And the fields produce no food, Though the flock should be cut off from the fold And there be no cattle in the stalls, 18 Yet I will exult in the Lord, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation. 19 The Lord God is my strength, […]

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