I want to know you more. I want to see your face.
In the scriptures you:
- split the sea
- threw fire down from heaven
- made the sun stand still
- surrounded cities with fiery chariots
- closed the mouths of lions
- sent angels as messengers
- healed the blind
- raised the dead
- died on a cross
- resurrected after three days
- ascended to heaven…..
Where is the mundane in those events?
I’m a mom.
- washing dishes
- collecting laundry
- driving kids hither and yon
- teaching social skills
- listening to complaints
- nursing boo-boos
- dusting shelves
- helping with homework
- stepping on Legos
- vacuuming and mopping floors
- attempting to serve those around me as I….
- run a never ending household of chores.
Lord, I want to know you more. I want to see your face.
The daily grind becomes monotonous.
Where are you among the mundane things of life?
To know you is to want more of you. I understand you are the small, quiet voice.
- when the kids are crying and being noisy
- when dinner burns, or is still frozen
- when I’m scrambling to not be late…again.
- when I am lonely while surrounded by people
Where are you? I cannot seem to hear your voice.
The truth is simple, yet I want to make it more difficult or profound.
The truth is powerful, although I somehow cause it to become impotent.
The truth is Jesus.
Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me. ~ John 14:6
If life has become mundane, then I need more of The Life.
“And lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” ~ Matthew 28:20
If life has become lonely, then I need to cry out to Jesus, for He is there. He never left me.
Call to Me and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and mighty things, which you do not know. ~ Jeremiah 33:3
If I do not hear his voice, then I am not in his word, for God wrote his words down for me. And if I am willing to cry to him, then he will respond with ideas, solutions, and information that I do not know.
How come I can find time to be busy – but not find time to seek his face?
I wonder where he is…..when it is I who have stopped listening.
Where is God in the mundane?
He’s all over it.
Open my eyes, Lord. Help me to see Jesus. Help me to know you more. Help me to seek your face. Tell me what I do not know. Forgive me for not asking earlier.
Let the mundane be a channel for sacrifices of praise, thanksgiving, and prayer. For when that happens, the mundane becomes extraordinary.
The little moments become pieces of eternity.
God is seen and experienced.
May the redeemed say so.
I am a daughter of the King.
My prayers can move mountains.
I am equipped with words of life.
My faith only needs to be the size of a mustard seed.
I am covered with strength and dignity.
I am a mom and I am redeemed.