Finding Opportunity In The Mundane
It was just like any other drive home from town.
We ran our normal errands, like we do every week. Can I just say, thank you Aldi for not lining the checkout lane with countless things for kids to grab? Another reason why you have my business! With a quick stop at Wal-Mart, we were soon on our way. (I did manage to make a quick trip to Caribou, thanks to a gift card I had, but failed to order it decaf…not cool when you have heart issues)!
We were on our way home, making great time. Mazy actually does pretty well shopping (“shopper” as she calls it), but I always go into each trip wondering how FAST we can get our errands done, before we are both just ready to go home. How y’all do it with multiple kids, I will always wonder!
One beauty of living a little ways from town is that we have this long country drive home. No stop signs, just the open road (and I mean OPEN). We have gotten in the habit of turning on the DVD player for Mazers, with Daniel Tiger teaching her all about life. Though this day, Mazy requested “Baby” which let me translate…PraiseBaby.
I switched up the DVDs, not thinking much of it, but just trying to get home before she was ready to get OUT.
As I was singing along, thinking about the checklist of things I had to do when we arrived home, I heard this sweet little voice in the background singing…
“Holy, Holy…”
My thoughts stopped. Tears welled up in my eyes. I looked in my rear view mirror as Mazy was looking out the window, listening to the still small voice in her heart, and vocalizing the beauty of who God is. A little voice, a little body, proclaiming His name (the song, “Be Unto Your Name”).
As I sat there sniffling, trying to keep my eyes clear so I could get us home in one piece, I decided to take one little detour in our little town, just so I could hear this gentle voice challenge this mama’s heart. I could sit here and be “realistic” in saying that she didn’t have a clue what she was saying, but I can’t help but believe that even in a 22 month old, God can work. God can use this sweet gentle voice, to challenge the world, to proclaim His name, and to change lives. Like she did mine.
I try to have praise music playing the background of our home – a simple way to remind us of God’s presence. We pray before meals and try to read a Bible story after supper (thank you mom and dad for the Beginner’s Bible)! What I think are the little things and often wonder “are they really making a difference,” today God challenged me through Mazy’s voice, to keep going. Find the little ways to introduce Christ into her life. To allow God the opportunity to work in her. I know He does in ways I will never know, but today was a reminder to keep trying.
What was an ordinary drive home, became an extraordinary experience I soon won’t forget. Don’t ever underestimate the simplest things in life and the simplest things you do as a mama. Because it’s sometimes in the mundane, where we find our greatest needs, yet our greatest joys.
