"Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God."
- 1 Corinthians 10:31
Okay,
So I've been a little down in the dumps lately. I lovingly refer to it as "I've been in a funk".
Does everyone get this way?
I usually get out of a funk by exercising excessively, but I haven't even felt like THAT lately.
I haven't felt like cooking. Or cleaning. Or doing dishes. Or really anything. I have cleaned, and done the dishes, and occasionally cooked, but I haven't been very joyful about it.
I'm not sure what set it all off, but I couldn't get it to shut off.
Today was an especially bad day. After 10 days of a my baby being sick with the never ending stomach flu, she finally felt better yesterday and today....only to be fussier than she has EVER been before. I thought maybe it was her last molar coming in, but that came in and she was still a screaming crabby-fest! Sleep deprived, dumpy Bandi had nearly reached her patience breaking point when this song came on the radio:
And as I listened to the lyrics I was seriously convicted.
God was telling me to get up out of my dumpy mood and remember everything I do is supposed to be glorifying him.
Do everything you do to the glory of the One who made you Cause He made you to do Every little thing that you do to bring a smile to His face And tell the story of grace With every move that you make And every little thing you do
I've been cranky about things he chose for me. I've been cranky about an EXTREMELY beautiful daughter he gave me (as undeserving as I am). I've been cranky about the blessing of staying home. I've been cranky toward my husband.
I've not been glorifying Him in ANYTHING I do....let alone glorifying Him in EVERYTHING I do.
This is the season I am supposed to be reminded of the great sacrifice God made in sending His Son to the Earth as a baby to save us all.
After my daughter was born, His sacrifice became much more to me. I understand now the love a parent feels for their child. I cannot fathom sending my child to die for the sins of others. I cannot begin to comprehend His love for us, that he would allow his only child to suffer and die. I am much to human. I am much too selfish. I am much to in need of His salvation.
Who am I to allow my dumpy mood to let me forget why I am here?
I am no one.
So these next few days, remember EVERYTHING you do is supposed to be glorifying the One True God who sacrificed His only son for us.
Merry Christmas, friends :)
