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Friday, January 28, 2005

Keep on Keepin' on

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I asked my husband recently, "What would you advise to a mother who comes to you totally burned out from serving, serving, giving, giving all day? Certainly the structure of life and the family is such that a mom just inevitably ends up doing much more giving than she recieves from other people. So what do you tell her so she can keep on keepin' on with joy?" I had some ideas of my own, but I wanted to hear what he'd say. His answer revolved around our rewards in heaven. No, we as women in our homes are not actually striving for the rewards of a CEO: 6 figure salary, snazy clothes, prestige in society, nice cars and other material delights. Though I strive to do my job as well as Condy Rice does hers, I certainly know I am not going to see any comparable material benefits! But God knows we need a reward, He made us to strive for a goal and He gave us the capacity to enjoy the rewards of our labor. (see 2 Tim. 2:6) And I am counting on every day, as I labor through hundreds of seemingly thankless jobs and address hundreds of needs with a chosen attitude of joy and thanksgiving, I am counting on rewards someday that are beyond all I have ever seen, heard or imagined. More importantly, I am expectantly waiting to see my Beloved's face smile with approval. I like to imaging I see it sometimes now. And I count on those times that seem laboriously, exhaustingly long, as actually becoming but a blink of an eye. I count on a small feeling of wishing I had been more of a willing servant once I see the rewards it brings.
posted by texashimalaya @ 1/28/2005 09:09:00 AM  

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