I settled onto the couch with the TV remote in hand.
Since I had the flu and an entire season of a television drama at my fingertips, I justified “just one more show.” One more turned into a whole marathon. With the first streaks of dawn, I went to bed. However, closing my eyelids only created a new canvas for scenes. The characters continued to play out in my sleep. Impassioned actors rehearsed their lines and paraded across the stage of my dreams.
I wish I was as passionate about my life work. I want to fight for what’s good, right, and just. I want to make a difference in my world. Yet most days as a caregiver, I am consumed with tasks that feel mundane and unimportant.
When I talk to the Lord about my need for exciting and grandiose things, He doesn’t seem impressed. Instead, He reminds me of the satisfaction of a heart attitude that is right, puts my best foot forward with joy, and finds ways to make life better for those around my table—each and every day.
Maybe my parade is a victory lap around a clean kitchen or a happy dance when another load of laundry is done. Or maybe it’s a welcoming heart and a compassionate smile.
Today, I’ll let my victory parade start with Christ at the head of the processional. And filled with gratitude, I know it will be enough.
Everyone loves a parade. Ask God to change your perspective about the parade He’s put you in.
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