An Open Letter To the Rest of the World:
I suppose I should introduce myself. After all, I am just one of the billions of people here on this planet. My name is Melissa. I’m a wife, a mom, a friend, a daughter. A lover of coffee and justice. Just an ordinary girl. But, my story doesn’t stop there. While I may be ordinary, I’ve been rescued by an EXTRAORDINARY God. He shakes my life up a bit, but in a totally great way.
Because I am just one girl in the crowd, sometimes I start to feel insignificant. My days are full of the mundane. My hands wash the dishes and laundry, faces and hands, boo-boos and the hurts of today. Most days are a repeat of yesterday.
However, even when I feel insignificant, I have a place here. I matter. So do you. You see, my EXTRAORDINARY God that I mentioned before has a plan for little me. And little you. To make His name great. In the mundane of my hands washing, washing, and washing, He is busy washing too.
He is washing my heart clean as I seek after Him. He is washing my past, making it a display of His glory. He is washing my eyes, allowing me to see from His perspective.
This washing, it is holy work. It may feel mundane, but it allows me to join with Him in what He is doing.
Dishes to wash remind me that I was able to fill a hungry tummy so he can grow big and strong and tell of Him who he is learning about daily.
Those precious hands I wash over and over are a gift – TRULY – as we fought a long hard battle to bring him home from across the ocean. May I never forget how He showed Himself faithful to do what He promises. May I also never forget those who wait for mothers and fathers, and fight for them with Him.
And oh, may I never forget these hands have the power to hold my little boy, washing away the hurts of the day and our pasts divided, to bring him a glimpse of His peace. To teach him trust and comfort and security, things he may not have learned in his first two and a half years without anyone to call “Mama” or “Daddy.”
So, world, I invite you to take a good, long, hard look at your hands today. They do significant things, too.
You matter. So do I. Let’s keep reminding each other of this truth.
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