Tuesday, April 27, 2010
My least favorite chore is washing dishes, because after I'm done eating...I just want to be done. I want to sit and just enjoy my food coma. The chore of washing dishes just gets in the way.
Saturday, I had the privilege of cooking for a few friends. We had a wonderful lunch (complete with dessert). We had appetizers and snacks too. We laughed and played games all afternoon. It was a fantastic time.
And the next day: I had a pile of dishes. Just sitting there. Taunting me.
As I was sudsing up my sponge and letting the water get hot, I recalled that silly game from my friend's story. And I thought to myself, "Instead of despising this chore, how can I invite God into this moment?"
After all, dirty dishes are reflective of used dishes. It made me think about how when I allow myself to be used for something good, I may get dirty in the process. But that dirt is nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, perhaps it should be looked upon with a little bit of joy. Plus, it's so refreshing to go through the proverbial sponge-bath on the other side!
I also thought about how its easier to clean dishes when they're fresh. Once everything gets crusty and hard, it takes a lot more scrubbing to get things clean. And life is like that too. If we let things sit and coagulate or crust, it takes a lot more elbow grease to break the mess up. But with a little soap, a little soaking, and a little determination...that piece can be shiny and clean again.
As I let my thoughts continue to drift that way, I found that my taunting task had become a teaching moment. And I wasn't annoyed. In fact, as I placed the last dish on the counter to dry I was pretty refreshed. Fancy that!
Perhaps I should extend that invitation more often...