“If I clean out the fridge as an act of service to my family, it’s true, an unconscious part of me thinks the least they can do is try to keep it clean…or be appreciative. It’s not even an intentional thought on my part. But when I turn the work on its head, and work for God alone, serving Him as I scrub the gunk from the mudroom sink, tidy the pile of boots at the back door, the work returns to its purest state. God-worship. Love. A song of Praise.”
“I find so much joy in singing to him as my mother did me. I can tell that my voice nourishes him in a way that a bottle never could…I pray that my son will grow to always seek out the Lord’s voice the same way he seeks out mine now…I hope Thomas will choose to be still and turn toward God’s quiet, but penetrating voice–the overtones of unconditional love and sacrifice from which all finds its salvation.”
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