Making Home

I'm here once more, sitting at the kitchen table, clothes tumbling softly in the background while the machine hums along. A little boys pj's will soon be clean and ready for his drawer. The dishwasher has been emptied, familiar cups put away. Dirty plates are waiting to be placed in their spot, now vacant and ready for them.

I was made for this, for now. This is the season for such things. But seasons come and go, as I've so clearly experienced and witnessed. Finding His will in each one is the important thing. Finding His will...

His will is to be made into His image, to become more and more like Him, to allow His work toward that end to be accomplished readily.

His will is for me to trust in Him, to rejoice in His salvation, so costly and dear.

His will is that I would worship Him in spirit and in truth, with honest devotion and a pure heart.

His will is considering others interests and needs before my own.

His will is to tell of His great love and faithfulness, His provision of a glorious salvation, His purpose of shared eternity with Love Himself, and to possess a heart that shines, witnessing the truth of things declared.

These things are mine to do anywhere, anytime. There is no limitation that can hinder His will, no circumstance that can stop it. His will can be fulfilled in us, through us, here and now.

Lord, help me this day to set my eyes on You, to find Your purpose and will in each moment of my day. You alone are great, O God. You reign above all things; our times and places are in Your hand. I find rest, peace, hope, and joy in You, O my wonderful Redeemer and Friend, my Father who cares forever. Amen.