Lately, I’ve been feeling this. Although I quit my job to be a stay-at-home mom again, to homeschool my kids, and to take care of my family AND to write novels for Him, it just seems like the day-to-day drags me down and when I go to pray at the end of the night and I review the day in my head, it seems as if nothing is done for Him. Anyone else feel this?
Maybe it’s just because I feel like I have so much more to do than cleaning my toilets, emptying the trash, picking up dog poop, running my kids here, there and everywhere, etc. Admittedly, I don’t get much time to myself and what time I do get I’m either here blogging or at my CrossFit box.
I have to tell myself, “I am doing His work,” like a mantra. If I could remember that (and praying throughout my day), I think the mundane wouldn’t feel so mundane after all. What do you all think?