With the 500th anniversary of the Reformation fast approaching, we've been taking a closer look at Martin Luther in Sunday Bible class for the past few weeks.
One of our recent studies was on the privilege and joy and responsibility of vocation.
A lot has changed in the 4 years since I wrote those words. My child has grown. We moved across the country. My husband serves a different church. We live in a new neighborhood. I have a teaching job.
But what hasn't changed? The truth that Jesus brings life to my small tasks and mundane moments. He's given me gifts to serve and work and He expects me to do it faithfully out of love for what he's done for me.
Whatever my role - wife, mother, teacher, neighbor, friend, volunteer, laundry folder, soup-stirrer, chauffeur driver, wall decorator, picker-upper - may I see my worth in my Savior and shine His light in everything I do.
What a joy! What a privilege! That my Lord is delighted to use little me in His Kingdom.
But when I fail, I look to His cross for comfort and forgiveness, and He strengthens me to do the next thing (and the next, and then next).