Everything We Do Matters

photo913It was one of those laundry-washing, Lysol-spraying kind of days recently as my daughter brought home a nasty little stomach bug from preschool.  She was up nearly all night with it.  Thankfully, the little critter (that’s my name for it), successfully purged itself out of my daughter as it was purging everything…and I mean everything… she had eaten.  (Sorry for the details, but I’m a mother, so nothing really grosses me out anymore.)

At one point during the morning, I took a break from my frantic, and probably futile, attempt at cleansing my home.  As soon as I sat down on the couch, my daughter came over to me, snuggled up (even though I would have preferred her to be in a bubble), hugged my leg (because I wouldn’t let her hug my face), and said, “Thank you for taking care of me, Mommy.”  

Shortly after her soft “thank you”, I loosened up my need to stay as far away from her flu-bug infested body that I could.  I cozied up to her, and said, “You are welcome, sweetie.  I’m your Mommy, and I’m supposed to take care of you.”  As the day progressed, she started feeling better, and I went about my day trying to answer work emails, and wash whatever I could get my hands on.  Her thankfulness resonated within my thoughts, though.

Lately, it seems my heart and head have been in somewhat of a whirlwind.  I get the required tasks of the day completed, and then I exhale.  This morning during church, as I was thinking about my children and what I needed to do for them, the Lord gently reassured this to me:

“You are also a child.  You are My Child.  Everything that you do matters.”

Sometimes, it seems easy to forget that we are children of the Lord.  We get caught up in our troubles, desires, mistakes, and ego-driven need to succeed.  We negate the trivial acts of the day, and focus on what we could do with our lives if we had more time, more money, and more power.  We fail to remember that the smallest of tasks, if done in love, are often some of the most significant tasks of the day.

On the flip side of this, the things we fail to do matter as well.  If we fail to be present with our children, loving to our spouses, unkind to our friendships, disloyal to our parents, and unfaithful to our Lord, the ramifications are great.  Ultimately, to ignore the calling on our lives to serve others through our presence, prayer, service, and sharing of testimonies, could potentially mean the difference between life and death; earthly life, and earthly death.  Eternal life, and eternal death.

Friends and fellow believers, please don’t doubt your significance to this world, the lives of your children, your spouse, and your Heavenly Father.  Please don’t forget that your presence and love even in the lives of strangers matter. Jesus didn’t find you insignificant when He chose the Cross.

3 thoughts on “Everything We Do Matters

  1. Ms. Šahíyena: All of Me

    I know that feeling…only I did catch the stomach flu…and it is no picnic! I worked as an Infant Teacher, I had one little girl who thought I was her daytime mommy and she was always sick. I got sick every other week. Sure enough, one day she came in with the stomach flu, and since I was her surrogate mommy, and since she always wanted me to hold her…I couldn’t say no…guess what, I caught it too. I missed a week of work and salary and I almost ended up in emergency. Thank you for thinking of others and keeping your little one home. I am not a mother, but I would still make the same decision. It is most difficult to turn away from the needs of a child! 🙂

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  2. Kate

    I love this ! Thank you so much for sharing this. I appreciate you coming by my blog – and I love what you have going on here! Looking foward to following you! God bless! Thanks for the reminder!

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