I spent the weekend in inner city Chicago hitting the streets and sharing the gospel. There is always a cost to gospel work. It was hot and dirty, there were a few moments I questioned my safety. I gave up the weekend with my family to minister to God’s people of all ages and to share God’s truth with the lost. I don’t think that anyone would disagree that this work is necessary and important. It is what we think of when we consider what gospel work looks like in action.
Today is Monday and I am back home in my 1903 farmhouse located on the outskirts of suburbia, doing laundry, getting my 27-year-old autistic daughter showered and dressed. I need to have bible study with my 16-year-old and connect with each of my adult children. I am responsible for cooking dinner tonight and for making it healthy, nutritious and delicious. I need to kiss my husband and tell him how much I appreciate the man God is making him into. I really, really need to scrub the toilets!
It would be easy for me to think that the
gospel work I did on the weekend
was more important than the work I do
every day as a wife and mother.
Here me now Moms…
Every diaper you change, every meal you prepare, every baseball game you attend, every booger you wipe from your child’s nose is the gospel of Jesus Christ in action.
Every scraped knee you kiss, every discussion you have with your son about pornography, every walk you take with your husband, every floor you scrub is the gospel of Jesus Christ in action.
Every book you read to your kids that you don’t feel like reading, every time you smile instead of yell, every time you stop what you are doing to listen, every time you have your morning devotional instead of heading straight to work you are engaging in gospel work of Jesus Christ.
THE HAND THAT ROCKS
THE CRADLE IS
THE HAND THAT
RULES THE WORLD.
– William Ross Wallace
How are you engaging in gospel work today?