But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
Seeking first the things of God seems simple enough, but why is it so hard for me? I wonder where the kingdom ends, and where the dirty dishes begin. If I am busying myself with kingdom work, and fail to get the cobwebs from my bathroom corners, have I missed the mark?
There is this great movement going on in the Christian blogosphere where we women are being liberated to be imperfect and to be authentic, to open fingerprint-covered doors for guests into dusty homes. Instead of staying inside and polishing our floors, we’re supposed to suck up our inner perfectionistas and serve in the everyday mess of our lives.
I love this, in theory. But a girl’s still got to find time to wipe off the fingerprints, Swiffer-dust, and bleach the toilets, right? Just saying.
I had a weak moment on Saturday morning, where I actually prayed outloud in the car in front of my family–okay, I was almost yelling–beseeching the Lord for help, or more time, or more strength and energy, or just maybe a housekeeper? I know what I am supposed to be doing for the kingdom, but I also have to do the laundry. In most minutes of every hour that there is not enough of me to do all of this. And I know His power shows up in weak people, but sometimes my lack seems a bit much.
I’m just going to come out with it: The dust bunnies bug, even if I know they don’t define me.
So I keep praying that somehow, in this life of mine that I want to count for something, to give something lasting to the world from every breath, that He will help me know in each moment where the Kingdom work is, and when I just need to fold the laundry.
Pray with me, as you empty the dishwasher, commute to work, bath babies, write blogs, lead Bible studies, and pray in your quiet time:
Whatever I do, Lord, help me to work at it with all my heart, as working for YOU, and not for human masters. I know that I will receive an inheritance from YOU as my reward. It is YOU, Lord Christ, I want to serve alone: in every changed diaper, dirty dish, folded onesie, prayer prayed, Bible study led, person loved, and time-card punched. Help me to seek first your Kingdom work, to see every moment where Your priority lies, instead of my own. This is my Lenten prayer. Amen.
derived from Colossians 3:23-24
God bless you all.