There has been a white plastic bag on the floor in front of my back door for two days. There has also been a single battery on the floor in front of the fireplace for almost a week…okay; it’s been a week today (smile). My favorite saying to my family is, “Who is supposed to pick this up? Me?” Sometimes I let things sit just to see if anyone else will pick them up. I know, I know…don’t hold my breath huh? It’s funny how items are supposed to automatically disappear and return to their place of origin without the hands of man. I use to take offense to my family assuming that I would do what they didn't want to do until the Lord had to repeat lesson 101 in Motherhood…If King Jesus humbled himself to be a servant, why can’t I? He always has to go there doesn’t He? As I pick up dirty clothes, shoes, toys, and so many other things that don’t belong to me, the Holy Spirit is quick to remind me of my position in the home. In order to stand in this most influential and high position he gave mothers, we must first decrease, so He can increase! It’s all in the attitude and I have LOTS of that. I’m not saying we aren’t supposed to train our children to be good stewards of what God has given them and also teach them to clean, yet a sincere attitude of humility helps us forget about the trivial act of picking up behind others, and concentrate on bringing God glory through our actions and attitudes of keeping the home He has entrusted in our care. Okay, I’ll pick the plastic bag and battery up today (smile). God blesses obedience!
Matthew 23:11 (TLB)
The more lowly your service to others, the greater you are. To be the greatest, be a servant.
