Today I’m over at (in)courage, writing about one of my favorite people in history. He wasn’t of much significance, but the few words he shared are brilliant. From the post:
“As mamas, we can radiate the beauty of grace when we kiss owies and bless them with Band-Aids.
When we work diligently in the workplace and handle the drudgery of paperwork with thanksgiving, we recognize God as the giver of all good gifts.
When our husbands relay their excitement about the playoffs and we listen intently without our minds wandering, we acknowledge God’s creativity in how He has crafted us each uniquely with passions, gifts, and desires.
We can gladly sweep the early fall leaves off our front porch, knowing He is honored when we steward the home He has blessed us with.
We can fold the laundry — again and again and again — knowing that He is honored because we are delighting in where He has us.”
Who was he? Click here to read the full post and find out.