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I Just Emptied This...



Do you see this full laundry basket? I just emptied it, literally, like 6 hours ago. I trudged up the stairs last night, exhausted and headed to take a relaxing bath when I saw this. This overflowing basket of laundry. My first was response was, UGH! Oh and then the conviction came.

You see, I read this story yesterday, this amazing story of a Mama of 4 dying with cancer. She is my age, with a 13, 10 and 5 year old, so similar to me, yet she is dying. Her story gripped my heart as I read of her love and as she told of God's faithfulness in the hardest of times. And here I am, feeling frustrated over a little pile of laundry.
 
That laundry is piled high because of my family. My. Family. I don't deserve any good thing, but to have a family, a loving family, that is so much more than I deserve. God has given me so much, including that pile of laundry. So tomorrow, as I climb those same stairs to bed, may I see the pile of laundry, smile and whisper a prayer of gratitude.
 
When things in life aren't going so great or maybe things are down right bad, me and a friend of mine will say "I still have alot to be thankful for, I could have cancer." How true, and how this gripped my heart as I read about this Mama, this Mama who has found thankfulness in the dying, thankfulness in the cancer.
 
So, today, I can and will find thankfulness in the pile of laundry, the screaming kids, the house that needs to be cleaned (again), and for the precious souls behind the mess, my family.
 
 

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  1. Kara's story tears me up, too. What a great reminder.

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  2. wonderful way to see life my dear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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