Today I grumbled while I washed dishes for the second time in five hours. Because no one should have to go without a dishwasher for 1 year, 3 months, 2 weeks and a day.
Today I thought about the fact that the water I wash dishes with is cleaner than the water some people drink.
Today I counted my birthday money and imagined all the things I want to buy with it.
Today I gave some of my birthday money to help build a kindergarten in Vietnam, because I have everything I need and these children have nothing.
Today I grumbled while doing laundry and picking up 10 (!) dumb stray socks around the house, none of which were mine.
Today, my girls and I put finishing touches on our shoeboxes for three little girls who have probably never owned a clean, new pair of socks.
Tonight I mumbled while making eggs for supper that I would really rather be eating Chipotle. On paper plates.
Tonight I realized it’s the healthy, beautiful, laughing people I’m eating with, not the food, that matters. And my belly was full.
Tonight some of those same healthy, beautiful people were driving me bonkers by fighting like cats and dogs. I yelled at them. Oh, motherhood is hard.
Tonight I read Part 10 of this family’s story of adopting a beautiful baby girl, even though it meant starting over at 50 after raising 4 boys.
Tonight I spent some of my birthday money on a blue journal and a pair of blue striped socks from Target.
Tonight I gave some of my birthday money to a very worthy cause.
Tonight I secretly wished the Holy Spirit would quit convicting me to give, because it was starting to hurt a little. Okay, a lot.
Tonight I am painfully aware that my comfort is not God’s top priority for my life. It’s not even Top 10.
Tonight I am painfully aware of my selfishness. No nice way to say it.
Tonight I am asking God what more (and not just money) He wants from me (and bracing myself for the answer).
Tonight I am praying that tomorrow’s giving will outweigh the grumbling 2 to 1.
What has the Holy Spirit been convicting you of lately?