Washing Dishes

I realize the title of this blog post seem weird, but just hang on and you will see that the title makes perfect sense.

Growing up, one of my chores was washing dishes. We had a dishwasher, but there were times my grandmother wanted the dishes done by hand. I hated the chore of washing dishes. Just the thought of picking up a utensil that someone else's mouth was on sounded gross. Obviously, I did the dishes because I wanted the reward that came with it. That reward was money.

As I have matured through the early years of my marriage and becoming a mom to four boys, doing the dishes isn't as daunting. In fact, I love doing the dishes now. I have a window over my kitchen sink that has a great view of what I think is nice landscaping and a very pretty sky. I love doing the dishes because I can stare out and think about life. I use the time to reflect on God and on my family. I also use the time to pray which helps me relax, especially if there are a ton of dishes to do.

Do I miss a dishwasher? Yes. Is washing dishes by hand time consuming? Yes. Is the reward worth it? Yes. The reward, now, is so much better than money. My reward is a happy family that has clean dishes to use for each meal.

I know, for some, doing the dishes is a daunting task, but I always try to find the positive in doing something that can be unenjoyable. I hope you find a positive in a task that seems daunting or find a way to make a task less daunting. You can use the task as your quiet time or as your prayer time.

Always do whatever task comes to you with faith, hope, and love.

The view over my sink.