A Grace Borrowed
During the month of February I’ve been asked to teach the women’s bible study at our church for three out of four weeks. Josh’s aunt usually teaches this study and to borrow this role is a grace. I’ve reached a point with Norah’s schedule where I have been able to read/write a bit more and I’ve been desiring an opportunity to share out of God’s Word with women within the church. I look forward to facilitating discussion where we can dissect scripture and consider the implications of God’s glory being made manifest in our lives through it.
A Grace Found
As I continue reading Gloria Furman’s Glimpses Of Grace, I’m reminded that I am not only able to encounter God in the wee hours of the morning with a sweet cup of coffee before Norah wakes up and chores begin, but it is in the mundane where grace can be found. The “already but not yet” that she discusses believers currently living in confronts how we handle the mundaneness of life and grace found within it. The peace of Christ can be experienced even when it seems like our schedules never really change outside of household management and tending to children. The reality of the gospel isn’t only present when everything gets quiet and sleep happens for the little ones. She quotes Paul Tripp saying, “If God doesn’t rule your mundane, then he doesn’t rule you. Because that’s where you live.” The reality is that the majority of my life will not be a worship service at church or a conference that my husband and I attend without child. The majority of my life will be spent in what appears to be ordinary, but it is in that very state where Christ and his transforming power will occur most.
While reading Glimpses of Grace today, I immediately recalled Martin Luther King’s statement on the street sweeper:
“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.”
When I apply this to myself it sounds something like this:
If a woman is called to be wife and mother, ministering the gospel in the midst of load after load of dishes, diapers and bills galore, she should do so in gladness knowing that it is Christ at work in her, to will and work for his good pleasure and glory. Her goal should be hearing: “Well done my good and faithful servant.” And with this, full satisfaction in knowing that a life spent experiencing the gospel pushing back the pride of self-pity and self-righteousness and pushing towards holiness proved eternal gain and consideration over how she has been brought to God by His Son.
A Grace Inherited
I love having people in my home. I consider this an inherited grace from my mother. Any opportunity she has had to have immediate or extended family in her home has proved to be her joy. Endless amounts of food made and offered, their bedroom given for guests, new movies for the family, new toys for the grandkids, and the list goes on. She loves the sound of her daughters in the house with son-in-laws and her grand-babies.
Though I can’t say that I necessarily extend the same hospitality of my mother, I share in the desire to create that type of atmosphere. As I have mentioned previously, I truly desire what Piper states “as the creation of a living organism that nurtures the peace of Christ and the righteousness of God.”