Serving Who?

“As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” Joshua 24:15

Powerful huh! It is a declaration. We have a sign that has this scripture in our house. I haven’t gotten around to hanging it up yet. But we have it. My husband and I believe it.

This scripture sums up what every Christian house should do, right? Right.

I confess some days I lose sight that serving the Lord can look very different than what my imagination says.

When I’ve had a diaper blow-out and am tearing through the house with a poop covered baby to get to the tub STAT.

When a child gets a hold of the baby powder and empties it in the piano keys.

When I’ve woken up every hour that night because of one child or another.

When the kids are mad at me for not letting them do something.

When they decided to play in the toilet…again.

Or when my exhaustion and patience are at all the wrong levels.

I forget. I forget that I am raising children. I am raising God’s children. They were made in His image. Not in mine. God wove them together. God gave them to me.

So how do I let myself forget that we are serving the Lord?

Frankly, because it can be gross. I always thought serving the Lord was dignified. I thought doing the Lords work would be well… less poopy.

Maybe I’m the only one, I’m not sure. I find myself today with a splitting headache because the baby decided to head-butt me so hard I saw stars. In this pain I have to remind myself that this IS serving the Lord. I am where God wants me to be. Nowhere in the bible does it say that if you serve the Lord you will not have to change diapers.

So I encourage any of you have a midweek slump, know that you are serving the Lord. Take joy in this.