Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might
My
mother will turn 80 next week. This past Sunday we celebrated her birthday a
little early. My siblings and I divvied up the responsibilities and threw her a
surprise party. I was elected to give the tribute and pray over the meal. I
felt anxious about what to say and how to say it. I wanted to do a good job,
and I didn’t want to get emotional while speaking.
When
contemplating what to say, I connected the word octopus to octogenarian.
I thought of how my mother might have once wished she had eight arms when she
was attending to the needs of a family of eight. She was so busy trying to
juggle it all.
I
also thought of a Bible verse that begins, “Whatever your hand finds to do, do
it with all your might” (Ecclesiastes
9:10a).
I
knew my mother had. So that began my tribute to her.
When
speaking, I recalled all the things my mother had put her hand to, from typing
on a public job to holding babies, preparing bottles, and changing diapers.
Cooking meals, washing dishes and laundry, including those dirty diapers.
Scrubbing floors and dirty faces. Dishing up delicious desserts and dishing out
discipline. Sewing clothes and crocheting doilies. Repurposing and repairing.
Turning the steering wheel and turning pages. Balancing the budget and writing
checks and letters and cards. Planting and harvesting vegetables and sowing
flower seeds and seeds of faith. Tending to the sick and the old and even the
birds. Welcoming, hugging, and feeding all the hungry mouths. Making
celebrations special—decorating, wrapping, baking, and lighting candles.
Contrary
to what I had hoped, I was flooded with emotion and choked back the tears to
get through the final words. But I did it. I got the job done. I said what I
wanted to say. I expressed what was in my heart. Then it was our time to
celebrate my mother, to eat, drink and be merry (Ecclesiastes
8:15 KJV). So I prayed and the party started.
It
was a joyous time. The food was good, the weather perfect, and the family
had fun.
But in the midst of celebrating I couldn’t help but think how fleeting life
is. How many more birthdays will we
celebrate with Mom? I thought about the families I knew who had just lost
loved ones. In the last 10 days, five people I knew passed away. I tried to
make sense of it all. They were old.
But not all were old. They were sick.
But not all were sick.
Search
as hard as we like, we’re not going to make sense of everything (Ecclesiastes
8:16-17 MSG). But we can be sure that God is good and He has a
purpose for everything and every one on Earth. Our lives too will end. We do not
know when, so we must make the most of each day, every moment and every
opportunity. Live life to the fullest. Be intentional. Do what God has called
us to do—and say what He has called us to say.
“Whatever
turns up, grab it and do it. And heartily!” (Ecclesiastes
9:10a MSG).
What
has God called you to do today?
Dear Lord, thank You
for giving me the strength to say what was in my heart—and for the example that
my mother set for me. May I be ever faithful in carrying out your purposes. And
whatever my hand finds to do, may I do it with all my might. Amen.
You are so gifted with words and with the Word. You touched my heart especially with this one
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Gloria! Love you.
DeleteLove this tribute to your mother!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lisa!
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