I have a confession to make: I intended to write a completely different post for this blog earlier in the week. Sunday was a busy day for me (see my MOB blog!), and when I arrived home in the late afternoon, I was dismayed to find the sink and countered covered in dishes. The kitchen was a mess. The living room wasn't much better.
And when I opened the dishwasher, I didn't find clean dishes to unload; instead it was almost empty, with a few dirty dishes inside. That's when I began writing (in my head) my original post, a tongue in cheek piece explaining that in fact it turns out that I have superhero powers, because clearly I am the only person in my house who is capable of opening the dishwasher to determine its state of cleanliness. As I straightened different rooms, the article wrote itself, each chore adding itself to the list of things that apparently only Mommy can accomplish.
But God is good and grace abounds. I didn't actually sit down Sunday night to write that post, and I am very glad that I didn't--that in fact I didn't even say anything about how I felt.
On Monday morning, I was trying to sleep when I heard some unfamiliar sounds coming from the kitchen. In my drowsy state it took more than a few moments for me to realize that I was hearing the dishwasher being unloaded by my wonderful husband who had gotten up, taken out the dog and the trash, made bacon and now was doing this chore. Ahhhhh. . .
And then later in the day, the younger kids and I decided to make a quick trip down to a Disney water park today. Without me even mentioning it, Catie offered to make sandwiches for us to eat there--and then she also made brownies from scratch for us to enjoy! YUM!! And this was after Haley and Catie both cleaned up from dinner so that their big sister could study for a test.
This afternoon, after the water park trip, I asked David to unload the dishwasher. And truthfully, at first he was less than enthused. But before long, I realized that he had not only emptied it, he had also reloaded it. . .and then he washed the counters, cleaned out the fridge and off the stove and set the table for dinner! And he did it all with a smile on his face and a cheerful heart.
And not to be outdone, Devyn did the dinner dishes tonight, thanking her sisters for their help on Monday night. She also helped her brother with some personal hygiene items, but we don't need to go into those details.
So I've been convicted. Turns out that not only am I not a superhero, sometimes I don't even do a very good of realizing how blessed I am. I'd forgotten how well my family works together as a team. There are going to be times when no one can do the dishes or run a vacuum. Everyone gets busy. But when it's needed, we're also going to pull together and make it all happen.
Because I might not have superpowers, but I do in fact live in a family of amazing people.