I had a little revelation while scooping cat poop today. I wasn't exactly dwelling in the moment as my mind was filled with thoughts about how I'd be "as soon as" I was done with all the chores for the day. Surely then I'd feel some peace and contentment.
I heard that unmistakable whisper of God in my heart, "You don't have to wait for some holy moment to be with Me. Whatever you are doing can be sacred. "Even this, Lord?" I'm wondering. Yes, even this.
The more I have allowed God to simplify my life, the more joy I have found in doing what once seemed boring and mundane. No, I'm not giddy, but my heart is lighter and I'm more content. There is purpose in the laundry and the meal making and scrubbing the toilets yet again. When I'm doing it with my best Friend--when I am aware of His presence with me--it all matters.
Jesus didn't live some lofty, religious life. The stories He told were about everyday people doing everyday things. He washed feet and ate with outcasts and touched sick bodies and walked dirt roads. I don't believe we were ever meant to separate this life into the sacred and the secular. It can all be lit with His love if we only invite Him in.