And you are to rejoice before the Lord
your God in everything you put your hand to.
Sometimes that seems like an impossible task, especially when the dishwasher is broken. Mine has been broken for awhile now. And there are moments when I feel like I will be burried alive by a mountain of dirty dishes.
But there is always a life preserver. Always.
When I'm standing in front of the dish mountain I try not to think of how tedious it is, how boring, how much I hate not having my dishwasher. I force my brain to go another direction. You've been there too. In the middle of the undone and the mess that is life you look for a life preserver.
I am here to tell you that hope has come, and her name is perspective. How we see things, how we process them all rides on her. And if we use her correctly she will pave the way for freedom. Perspective is what allows me to "consider it pure joy" or wallow in self pity over the imperfect, like broken dishwashers.
Delighting is not always easy.
As I wash my dishes I remember how perspective can be my best friend or my worst enemy. I don't have to wash dishes, I get to wash dishes. I get to stand at the kitchen window watch summer unfold like the new butterfly unfurled from her cocoon. I get to watch the kids dance in the sprinklers. I get to slow down and pause, even for just a few minutes. Focusing on the I get to's instead of the I have to's changes things. As the sink fills up with hot soapy water I realize that it's much easier to delight when my perspective is right.
Often when I am frustrated and the day has gone sideways I have to catch myself and do a little self inventory. Sometimes I realize that my day has gone sour not because of lousy situations but because of my lousy response to the lousy situations. When my viewpoint is directed upward the day becomes sweeter. And it's then that delight is easier because I'm open to recieve all of God's good gifts, even when they are disguised as dirty dishes.