I confess, sometimes I skim.
When posts are really long, I’m breezing through the bold-ed lines. When I’m trudging through 2 Chronicles I’m employing my speed-reading skills and skimming those genealogies to the glory of God! No shame in that. In an information-overload world, we have to skim things to survive.
But what about when we’re the thing that’s skimmed? When the vast majority of all we do goes wholly and painfully unnoticed?
People skim over our lives looking for bold things, highlights, flashy headlines or blinking signs, but the truth is that our days are filled with ordinary tasks—domestic fine-print that’s understandably easy for the world to skim.
Diapers get changed, clothes get washed. Food is put on the table. Bills are paid, carpets are vacuumed, toilets are scrubbed. All these things magically happen and only you know how it works:
It works because you work.
We work from sun up to sun down wiping counters, bottoms and noses, and at the end of the day it all appears invisible.
The innocent question, “What’d you do today, hon?” can spark an ugly response. Our hearts cry out in defense, Are you skimming me?
Don’t you notice what I do?
Sadly, many of us are so hungry to be noticed by others that we manufacture our own blinking signs and flashy headlines. We nag. Or whine.
With tears of love in my eyes I share this with you today: God notices.
Need proof? Someone you’ve probably never noticed: Mattithiah.
This morning I read where God lists out all the gatekeepers of the temple, all the keepers of the threshold, all the Levite keepers of the entrance. In mind-numbing detail they are all listed out. They all blend together a bit as I begin to skim, but then I slow. I stop skimming and notice.
Mattithiah, one of the Levites, the firstborn of Shallum the Korathite, was entrusted with making the flat cakes. (1 Chron. 9:31)
Mattithiah was flipping pancakes for the glory of God! That sounds just like me! I flip pancakes and chop onions and sweep crumbs and clean the stove and scrub that ring around the tub all for the glory of God.
Mattithiah was part of the priesthood. But his sacred job? Making the flat cakes. Day in and day out. Not very glorious, exciting or thrilling. But he did it every day. And you know what?
God records this man, by name.
God noticed; now it’s your turn to notice.
Notice how God describes Mattithiah’s work:
Mattithiah was entrusted with making the flat cakes.
He wasn’t stuck with making flat cakes.
He wasn’t relegated to making flat cakes.
He was entrusted with making flat cakes.
That tells me that everything matters to God.
That tells me that whatever job we are given we have been entrusted with, whether we’re standing on a platform or at home wiping counters, noses and bottoms (which is what I’ve been doing all day!). We’re not stuck. Not relegated. Not overlooked. Not skimmed. We can do every mundane task with holy zeal for His glory.
Even if no one notices.
Because God notices every task done for His sake.
Even the most mundane.
(Even the flat cakes.)
What mundane task have you been entrusted with today? How can you embrace this task as your high and holy calling, doing it for the glory of God? Will you share with us, so we can be (in)couraged? Thank you, dear sisters, for reading.
By Kari Patterson, Sacred Mundane