To say I have about a million things running through my head is an understatement. Scholarship applications, work, phone calls, cleaning the bathroom, packing, cleaning more…the list never ends.
If I sit down, I don’t rest. I think about all that I have to do or things I could be doing. Now, if this was just me I might be a little concerned, but most people I know are the exact same way.
Damalie has 17 babies to care for. They all have cloth diapers and no washing machines. She has no money for food or new clothes. Her plans for the weekend are the same as her plans every night: care for the babies.
Wash clothes, cook, clean, care…her list never ends.
But she sits down and rests. She sits at the feet of Jesus peacefully trusting not her own sufficiency, but his gracious love to provide her and the babies with all of their needs.
While I live my life running around like Martha, babies cry, but like Mary, Damalie slowly listens and loves. She takes time to sit and enjoy the moments. Each moment is her providers and she trusts him.
As I’m drinking coffee and making lists, Damalie is sitting at the feet of Jesus loving the least of these. And that is what she will be doing tomorrow, and the next day.
Alot of Christians are stuck on running away from the American dream. Were scared of getting married and having a couple kids just to sit in the suburbs. We want to be on the mission field because there is adventure there. We want excitement because that’s what living in Gods will is, right? Doesn’t it mean always doing something?
All I know is that Damalie loves Jesus. She is living in his will and most definitely glorifying him even though she never leaves the house. I think I miss the beauty in stillness. I think sometimes I even miss the Lords calling while I’m busy searching for the Lords calling.
So I don’t know if I am supposed to go live in a house with 17 babies and no electricity. But I know I am supposed to slow down. Gain perspective.
I don’t want my life to pass by me while I’m busy searching for it.
I am here now. This is my calling. To slow down and love.
Maybe sometimes Damalie ignores a spill in the kitchen to love a child. I think I need to start ignoring some spills too.