Dog Hair, Poopy Diapers and the Family Wagon...I'm Loving It!

"... I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness."

Psalm 84:10(b)

NKJV

Have you ever wished you were someone else, somewhere else doing something else? I think one of the most difficult words in our dictionary today is: content. 

Content (adj.): In a state of peaceful happiness

Are you content? I wish I was, but honestly, content isn't my middle name. I'm a mom of a toddler, the owner of a dog that sheds like nothing I've ever seen and the majority of my days consists of sweeping dog hair, changing diapers, cleaning and cooking.. It's not necessarily glamorous in this day in age. I wish I had the skills to sing like Whitney, be a top "pinner" on Pinterest, a world-wide blogger with 6,000 followers, or the owner of a cupcake bakery that puts Sprinkles to shame but alas, I'm not. I have 3 followers on Pinterest, I sing lullaby's to my toddler and I bake solely for my family's stomachs. :) I'll never be an Etsy maven or a Paula Deen; that's for sure. So why do I get so discontent? Because the enemy constantly tells me that I need to "make something of myself"; that I'm nothing unless I can hold down a full-time job, have a Masters Degree, be a mom and drive a BMW all at the same time. Somehow it's not "fashionable" or "popular" to be a good mother or a great wife. So, I start thinking I need to be something or do something to make my name known to this world. And then, my mind stops and I realize, "wait a minute, what does God say?" 

"And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men." 

Colossians 3:23

Who am I trying to please here? God, or men? Am I trying to accomplish something for eternity or for some fame and fortune here and now. And then the question arises... "What has God called me to be?" Well, truthfully, I know exactly what God has called me to be: His child, a wife and a mom. But not just a wife and mom; a great wife and an amazing mother who seeks His heart above all else. And it's so very, vitally important. No one else can be my toddlers' mother, no one else can be my husbands wife. It is my God given gift. I might not ever have a clothing line at Target with my name on it but hopefully, and more importantly, I'll have fruit in heaven with my name on it. And guess what... I LOVE being a wife and a mother. I have the cutest toddler around and the most amazing husband alive. What could be more awesome than serving them, loving them and helping them be all God desires them to be? Nothing, is more awesome than that. So I want to do it with all my heart!

The other night my husband and I went on a last minute date. We both got dressed up and wore something other than sweats and tennis shoes and went and saw "The Dark Knight Rises". We love superhero movies and couldn't wait to get away to see it. It was a blast and at the end of the night we walked out to our car. And there she was in all her glory, our old, almost 100k mileage, WAGON. Yes, we drive a family wagon. All of a sudden it hit me, and I burst out laughing. "Hun, we drive a wagon!! We're old!" hahaha. We used to hop into the Mustang or his truck, but now, its a family wagon with a few dents. And guess what?! I love it!! I'm so glad I'm not zipping around in a fancy car that my child can't spill milk in or lose a french fry (or two or ten) in the middle seat. Both my husband and I looked at each other and knew we wouldn't trade our life for the world. 

So who are you? Who or what has God called you to be? A great mom and wife, a volunteer at church, a grocery checker, a retail clerk, food server ... ? Instead of wishing you were someone else, somewhere else; be all that God wants you to be exactly where you are at. I love Psalm 84:10(b) "... I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness." 

Wouldn't you much rather be exactly who God has called you to be, right where you're at, than to be everything the world says you should be and end up with nothing in the end?

I'll take dog hair, poopy diapers and the family wagon over anything this world has to offer. My name may never be in a magazine or emblazoned on a purse. But my name will be written in the Book of Life.