Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Blessings in These Monotonous Days





For nights like tonight only one word comes to mind: blessed.

That probably strikes my family as strange, considering I just gave them a lecture about putting their dishes in the dishwasher after they finish eating (it is so not acceptable to let them pile up in the sink), but I got to thinking, even this bickering is somehow a blessing.



These siblings - I have three - are not only my brothers and sister, they're my best friends. They're with me through everything, thick and thin. And I am beyond thankful that I have had the privilege of growing up with them. And my parents, well, some kids don't have those. They love me unconditionally. They've chosen to raise my siblings and me instead of doing those things that most people dream of: traveling the world, being rich, or becoming famous.

And right now I sit in awe of an Awesome God, One who made space, earth, and everything on earth, and gave me the ability to breathe and write, One who defined power by the way He created this amazing place, and One who loves me simply because that is who He is. I can rest in that fact. I can enjoy the sound of rain of the rooftop and, Lord willing, get up tomorrow and take pictures of the sunrise and enjoy the One who made it.

Across the whole world, though, and perhaps in my very town, there are hurting bodies who ache with hunger for just one more scrap and hurting souls who ache with hunger for Someone to fill them with joy and assurance. They aren't smiling at the faint sound of the television and siblings' laughter; they aren't looking up to heaven and thanking God for their life; they aren't content. And, oh, I long to help them. I'm reminded, though, that this is my place, right here and right now.

Someday, maybe God will send me somewhere to really serve Him and people, to put Him first, others second, and myself at the very bottom. And I might be young, but I know this: this life, this mere fraction of a second compared to eternity, this is the time we Christians are to use to serve God and others. We're to live simply and dangerously for God's glory and to pursue our Maker with all we have. We're to wake up every day with a longing to learn more about the God who saved us, and when we don't, we're to thank God for the forgiveness He gives us. We're to spread the Good News, that though people are miserably messed up, Jesus came down to become our sin so that we could have a second chance. And we're to live out the reality of that message every single day. All this isn't born out of a need to earn salvation, but a love for the God who gave us salvation.

You know, the things that God can teach you merely because your family needed to put their plates in the dishwasher are amazing.

4 comments :

  1. Wow wow wow. This is just amazing.
    First, you worded this so beautifully. I can't get over that fact.
    God has given you so much thankfulness; so many people, including myself, tend to be discontent so easily.
    This is so encouraging and is such an example for myself to follow: you are so right.

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    1. THANK YOU, DEAR <3
      You know, I think summer time is a great time to really recharge and just realize all God has done for me. Because so often during the school year I get caught up in the work or drama or football games and forget how blessed I am. THANK YOU FOR READING

      xoxo
      MaryShelley

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  2. I also believe that God uses us even in the smallest ways. Packing that dishwasher, for instance. And doing laundry. (Ihatedoinglaundryjustsoyouknow) I think that it begins with serving your family, until you're old enough to do bigger things.
    Thank you for this beautiful, inspirational post.

    -T. x

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    1. I totally agree, Tane! I tend to get a little impatient with God, though. I tell Him I want to do big things, but I forget that the little things matter too.

      And about the laundry, I also hate it. Laundry is the reason my room is never clean. And I actually mean never. Ever.

      Anyways, thanks for stopping by :)

      xoxo
      MaryShelley

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