This blog entry from GirlTalk really resonates with me. Not the moving part...we are going to be in our home for many years to come, Lord willing. I really understand what Carolyn Mahaney is talking about when she says:
But most of my days looked pretty much the same.
I got out of bed each morning so that I could do everything I did the day before.
I washed the dishes so they could be dirtied again.
I ironed the clothes so they could be worn and wrinkled again
I wiped noses so they could run again.
I picked up toys so they could be played with again.
I mopped the floor so mud could be tracked on it again.
I cooked meals so that I could go to the grocery store again.
I made beds so they could be slept in again.
Some days I wondered: if I do all I do, only to have it undone, am I really doing anything?
I can't even begin to tell you how often a stay at home mom has these thoughts. There are some days when it feels like nothing is accomplished. As I pick up after my family, moving from room to room, those little precious boys of mine seem to follow me, making mess of what I just spent time cleaning.
I love that she summarizes with this:
I realize that all of the mundane, repetitive days were actually full of significant, enduring work. A home was being built. A family was being knit together. Four souls were being shaped for eternity.
It is easy to lose perspective. It is easy to be selfish and not want to do anything. It is so much more rewarding and obedient to keep our eyes focused on God, the plans He has for our family through our daily chores, and that He is to be glorified in all things...