Sunday, August 24, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Morning thoughts
Keeping a consistent morning time to meet with God has never been one of my strong points. I am not a morning person, and any out-of-the-ordinary occurrence seems to upset my routines. Put more plainly, it is pretty hard for me to get up early in the morning unless I have had a good night's sleep.
This morning was a good one, and I am meditating on Ephesians 2:10.
But today's thought is that the good works which God has prepared for me to do are most often the hidden ones: parenting gently, preparing meals, holding a child's hand, welcoming guests, listening carefully to the concerns of my husband and children, praying . . .
I think that for this wife, mom, and home educator, these are my main tasks, and were every bit as prepared in advance for me to do as the seemingly larger tasks of my husband's work.
Father, keep me ever mindful that each task in my day pleasant or difficult, comes from your unchanging, loving hand.
Written a while back, this was not posted then due to internet issues.
This morning was a good one, and I am meditating on Ephesians 2:10.
For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works which God prepared in advance for us to do.Though this is not a new verse to me, God showed it to me in a new light today. "Good works" always meant to me the work that we do that others see - like living overseas to work with those affected by leprosy. That makes perfect sense, and I think is an appropriate application of the verse.
But today's thought is that the good works which God has prepared for me to do are most often the hidden ones: parenting gently, preparing meals, holding a child's hand, welcoming guests, listening carefully to the concerns of my husband and children, praying . . .
I think that for this wife, mom, and home educator, these are my main tasks, and were every bit as prepared in advance for me to do as the seemingly larger tasks of my husband's work.
Father, keep me ever mindful that each task in my day pleasant or difficult, comes from your unchanging, loving hand.
Written a while back, this was not posted then due to internet issues.
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