Along the journey towards the greater, there are many small, daily steps to better understand oneself, God, and others. This is one of my “daily steps”.
For the record, I know some excellent moms that have sparkling clean floors and the laundry is always carefully put away (or that’s how it seems anyway).⠀
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But I am not one of those moms. I remember clearly shopping around for our new house when I was pregnant with the twins and just had one 18 month old to deal with. I sat at the table at one of the houses with our realtor to discuss details and I commented “Ugh, why is this table so sticky.” I know now why – The house had five kids in it. ⠀
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Now, years later I can’t seem to figure out why I can always find a “sticky” place on our table even though I swear I’ve cleaned it. And I have many weeks like this one where I’ve walked by the laundry I placed in the washer a dozen times thinking “I really have to rewash that soon.”⠀
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So, I have to admit I ❤️ this sign… and the message that sometimes imperfection can be a gift. This portion of a poem called Rice by #maryoliver really spoke to me this morning:⠀
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“I don’t want you to just sit at the table.⠀
I don’t want you just to eat, and be content.⠀
I want you to walk into the fields⠀
Where the water is shining, and the rice has risen.⠀
I want you to stand there, far from the white tablecloth.⠀
I want you to fill your hands with mud, like a blessing.”⠀
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Maybe seeing sticky tables and piles of laundry as a blessing is not the blessing you need to see today… so what is? ⠀
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What’s that thing that you can see as a blessing today that normally would drive you crazy? ⠀
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I pray you can breath in the goodness and grace of it today.⠀
