Do you ever feel like that woman in the photo? I know I do and then, I get grouchy about it. Instead of making dinner with love, I make it loud by banging pots and pans and feeling very unappreciated. I mean why don’t they ever make me dinner? Why do I always have to ask for help around here? Why can’t they just see that I need it and chip in? I don’t feel good. How come I can’t just not feel good? How dare someone else have a headache when I am supposed to be the one not feeling well? Grump. Grump. Grump. I’m still going to make their dinner, clean their clothes, and (maybe) keep a clean house but not because I want to do it for them. I do it because I feel like I have to do it. I’m simply expected to do it. When I do these chores with this attitude of contempt in my heart, am I really putting my family first?
It’s not as if I’m going to let them starve, go naked (I’d say wear dirty clothes but sometimes…), or let the house get to a health hazard point (I kind of hope it’s not already there). Yet, I don’t always do these things with a cheerful heart. I stumbled across this bible verse about 2 weeks ago and it really gave me pause to stop and think:
Do Everything without complaining and arguing
I can be fairly cheerful about pitching in and doing the not so fun work when it comes to some volunteer organization but at home, oh boy, I grumble and get grumpy. Oops. It certainly doesn’t enhance the family’s mood. Even when they need a wake-up call to help out, there is probably a better approach than griping at them. Sometimes I
fantasize forget that I am surrounded by all men (boys) around here. I need to just state things rather than wait for them to figure it all out. I also should realize by now that if I can just do things cheerfully, our days are always nicer.
Interestingly, when I was contemplating this post earlier this morning, this verse appeared on my Daily Strength Lite app on the tablet (and no, I have no idea why it is “Lite”…maybe because it’s free?):
And when the people complained, it displeased the Lord
Looks like I have something to work on around here in my quest to put my family first. That should probably say some THINGS. Am I the only one who can get a little gripe-y while I’m doing stuff for my family?
(This post is part of my 31 Days of Putting My Family First Series. You can read about it and check out the rest of the posts by clicking here)