I stood at the living room window of our small 2-bedroom apartment, gazing at the park below. Deep sorrow seized my heart. I felt like a first-class failure!
I was so much more productive before I
had kids. And now? I simply couldn’t attend every meeting, be out
past 8pm several nights a week, or involve myself in every ministry
that appealed to me.
I was home all of the time, it seemed -
caring for colds and flus, changing diapers, nursing and putting my
grumpy children to bed at 8:00 P.M.
I cried out to the Lord that day from
the depths of my heart. Guilt washed over me that the support I
received seemed unfair, compared to the minimal amount of service I
rendered. But that was nothing compared to the utter sense of
worthlessness I felt.
Never in all my years of ministry did I
feel so utterly worthless for the kingdom.
And in that moment the Lord opened my
eyes to a very important aspect of ministry I had failed to
recognize.
Ministry isn’t about spiritual
activities vs. secular ones.
When I make my husband coffee, I am
serving.
When I change diapers, kiss boo-boos
and exclaim over a pretty picture my son draws, I am serving
When sit and chat with a lonely mom in
the park, I am serving.
Each morning when I wake up and spend
precious time with the Lord, I am serving.
Every moment of the day I am serving if
I what I do comes from an abiding heart of a servant of God!
Beautiful, worshipful service.
The ministry of motherly service!
In that moment my perspective began to
change about what ministry truly is! My priorities shifted as I began
view wifehood as my primary ministry. Motherhood is an immediate
second. Putting these priorities in place allowed the Lord opened my
eyes to see outreach opportunities that were sitting right in front
of me - opportunities I had never even considered before because they
didn’t require me to walk out my front door. I could joyfully
serve my family as the Lord designed that I should, and still reach
out to those in need.
I began leading an online Bible study
for the women in my country. Before long women from neighboring
countries – who speak the same language – joined in and my one
small group multiplied to a handful of Facebook groups as I began
mentoring local women to lead their own groups! I was reaching out,
right from my own home!
Missionary moms play a unique and
complex role. The Lord can use us in amazing and powerful ways when
we simply allow the endless creativity of our God to open our eyes to
the unexplored avenues of service that await us!
Bio: Rosilind is an American girl
married to a Bosnian guy who lives in a small village just outside of
Zagreb. They have two crazy boys 3 and under who are as opposite as
boys can be. When Rosilind isn't writing, she is dreaming up recipes
and searching for ways to organize her home better. You can find her
at A
Little R & R where she writes about missions,
marriage and family, toddler activities, and her recipes. You will
also find her on Facebook,
Twitter
and Pinterest.
Hi Rosalind! It's good to see you here on Missionary Moms. This is such an important subject, a topic I think I keep re-learning, and my kids are high schoolers now. I feel like I'm at a new place of needing to devote more time to my home again, but God's giving grace and I feel peaceful and happy about it...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Betsy! Yes, I do think this is a lesson we learn and relearn in each new chapter of our lives.
DeleteThank you for this post, Rosilind! It's a good reminder as my family is anticipating the arrival of a new little one in a few months. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chrysti. congratulations on expecting a baby soon!!!
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