I shared with a friend this morning just how unproductive and frustrated I’ve felt over the past few days. It’s been far too easy for me to dwell on what I still have to accomplish, what’s waiting for me on the t0-do list, what I’ve forgotten or left behind or inadvertently missed. I’m not alone in this, I know, but when I’m in it, in the everyday mix of so many things piling on and too few falling off, it can be tempting to allow accomplishment (or lack thereof) to shape my self image. Instead of feeling good about the fact that I kept a miniature human alive for another day and managed to squeeze in a load of laundry, I’m left staring down all of the things that make me feel insignificant. I know full well that this not what God has for me, but there are days that it’s hard to fight it anyway. 

I’m thankful that, on days like today, there are still so many reminders of what matters, of what’s worthy, of what’s true…if I just clear my head enough to see a little bit past the wall of stress/worry/doubt/fear I’m allowing to take shape around me.

This morning, Jesus Calling was, once again, a timely reminder of what I know to be fact: God can weave miracles into the most mundane day if I keep my focus on Him. He can, and he does.

“Come to me with all your needs, knowing that My glorious riches are a more-than-adequate supply. Stay in continual communication with Me, so that you can live above your circumstances, even while you are in the midst of them.” (JC, 1/17) Above my circumstances, even while I’m in the midst of them…

This is why when Henry woke up from a nap just as I sat down to work (twice) today, I was still able to engage fully in being mommy once I got to the nursery door. This is why we made it to dinnertime and bedtime in one piece tonight, and why a chunk of the work I needed to finish is done, despite my inability to see how it would happen by tomorrow’s deadline. It’s also why I can be here, blogging, and sharing a part of my heart as I reflect on a day that was in some ways wintry and blah and grey, and in other ways still so very beautiful.

And the piece about weaving miracles into the most mundane day if I keep my focus on God? There was a perfect miracle waiting for me this afternoon that stopped me in my tracks as if to say, “See? I really AM that attentive to your heart, Mol.” I know this to be true, and yet it is still so amazing when God makes a point of performing His work so apparently in the day to day. In the mundane.

There is nothing mundane about God’s peace. Nothing at all.

So instead of going to bed tonight as defeated as I’ve been feeling, I’m going to “search for all that God has prepared for me, anticipating abundant blessings and accepting difficulties as they come.” It wasn’t easy for me to do today, but as it draws to a close, I can say that there were very redeeming moments shining down on the day when I looked for them. I have a lot of praying to do, but that’s ok. Tomorrow is going to come, and with it, more miracles in the mundane…

“Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.” phil. 4: 6-9

considering the good,

mm