these small days.
To me, these days are small, imperfect kind of days. They are unseen, and hidden filled with mostly super ordinary moments. My kids and I wake up and typically do the same routine day after day. They get up, I make them breakfast, then usually try to get everyone ready for the day over the course of what seems like (or probably is) hours. I try to find positive in these moments, but sometimes its just so stinkin’ hard. The boys are fighting or making a mess, Reagan is crying, or another load of laundry is waiting to be done.
No one sees these moments, where I try my best to love even when I’m extremely frustrated. No one sees the thousandth dish being washed, the argument I try to break up, or the house being cleaned over & over. But then I remember that God sees. He sees these ordinary moments when I feel overwhelmed. He sees the messes and daily life, yes He knows! Sally Clarkson writes “A radical life for Christ is not always visible to outside eyes.” How true this is! Even when I feel like I am doing the absolute mundane, He is watching.
Sometimes I just need to change my perspective. “And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men.” Colossians 3:23 When I remember that Christ sees my small days of being at home, hidden and unseen- I remember that it isn’t some small task. He knows and He sees- and then my frustration is turned into joy because in reality, I am doing it for Him. I’m raising my little ones so that they will know His love- and that makes all the difference in the world! So yea, these are definitely what I’d like to call “small days”….but they’re only small when I think of them that way. They are significant His eyes.