The Glory Moment

I have it all wrong. 

See, when the list is so long. 

And the hours in the day not making it. 

I stress. I lash out.

I want to hurry up so I can sit down. 

I quickly click off the task to be able to get to something else. 

While all the while the task at hand many be the very glory moment I need to be in. 

On my knees scrubbing the toilet bowl. 

(Yes, this is true)

Or running out the door to bring a text book to the daughter who forgot. 

Or crying as I can’t get to the grave of my son because they don’t plow. 

What if those moments matter?

What if each one of those actions were just as significant as the moment I gave birth? 

And what If I am missing some of the most glorious moments because 
I am trying to get to the, thing that I think is important?

I spend each day trying to get to the night. 

Only to fall asleep and start all over again. 

But by living in the moment of; spilling water all over me while trying to cook for 22, hanging laundry, homeschooling, fitting in cello and piano practicing  before I head out the door for a ct scan for my farmer. 

That might be the very glory moment I need to be in. 

No matter how tough it is. 

Or how chaotic. 

God is in the very moment. 

The glory moment. 

And everything we do has purpose and meaning. 

I love Steven Curtis Chapmans song

Do Everything

As you do everything you do the the glory of the One who made you, 

Cause he made you, 

To do 

Everything little thing that you do

To bring a smile to His Face

Tell the story of grace

With every you move that you make 

And every little thing you do

I look around this farmhouse kitchen. 

What matters is that God is in this place. 

What matters is that all who enter here feel His love and know His presence. 

The ceiling may be a mess. 

The walls littered with stains from erasing calendars while homeschooling. 

Dirt all over the floors from visitors throughout the day. 

Clutter from a houseful who forget to pick up. 

But that is not what matters. 

What really matters is that the heart is cultivated into something beautiful. 

That we have come to a place when everything around us is falling apart;

and our hearts are not. 

That we can live in the glory moment. 

Psalm 46:10

He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; 

I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”

Breathe deep my friends.

We can live in the glory moment. 

The angry moments when the boy pushes against the authority. 

When the girl lashes out. 

When the to do list will not get done; again. 

 We can do this. 

Because it all matters. 

It all has significance. 

Each and every little thing. 

Glory moments.

Choose to see them. 
Work to seek grace for just the moments. 
The pain has purpose. 
The joy has meaning. 
All working together to help mold us in to the child God wants us to be. 

So, today I will be practicing this skill of glory moments. 
Resting in the rough. 
Not fighting the path;
or the snow that falls in that path! 
Or the wind that blows a frigid chill right through this farm house. 
Because there is a shovel. 
And there is a warm fire. 
The choice on which to dwell is mine. 

I choose the glory moment. 

What about you? 
What will you choose? 


Romans 8:28
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.