The idea of living your life with passion sounds great.
The idea of being passionate for God’s calling on my life sounds amazing.
Sometimes, God’s calling doesn’t sound very exciting.
Sometimes, my life feels about as passion filled and exciting as the tax code.
That endless parade of daily activities feels a bit like Groundhog Day and can drain the life right out of me.
Sometimes, I lose my passion.
When they were babies, my groundhog day included more diaper changes than I care to remember. It also included endless hours of soothing my child to sleep, a mind numbing number of repetitions of the same book, and lots and lots of wiping things clean.
As they entered elementary school, my groundhog day included car line, soccer practice, the daily homework battle, laundry, and herding Legos.
These days, the daily parade includes reading aloud the same book twice each day (don’t ask), battling over screen time, laundry, and herding Legos.
NONE of those inspire passion for me naturally. Quite of few of them feel like they suck the life right out of me. It feels nothing living life abundantly. You know, like where Jesus said
“I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it overflows).” John 10:10b (amp)
I’m quite certain that God called me to be a mom. That’s been true no matter what season of motherhood I’ve been in. That calling just happens to come with a rather long list of daily activities that can suck the joy out of my day if I let it.
So how do I reconcile God’s promise of an abundant life with God’s calling to a life that includes a lot of repetitive and boring tasks? How on earth am I supposed to feel passionate about my purpose when it feels like my purpose is to battle an endless pile of laundry and Legos?
What am I supposed to do when my purpose doesn’t inspire passion?
The answer lies in two different directions.
How I rekindle my passion as a mom:
1. Find the purpose behind the task.
Yes, keeping ahead of the laundry is important because it keeps my family clothed and it maintains a level of cleanliness and order. But that’s not enough.
I need to see a bigger picture. My kids are watching. The ongoing laundry battle lets them see my character. It lets them see that grown ups do “chores.” It gives me an opportunity to live Colossians 3:23 (Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men) and Philippians 2:14 (Do everything without complaining or arguing) for my kids to see.
I need to see a bigger purpose. God uses that daily laundry battle to refine me, just like He did with those early diaper changes and middle of the night feedings. I didn’t know it at the time, but God used early motherhood to refine me. Years of being a single adult had left me self-centered and unwilling to sacrifice for others. Something about all those diaper changes pruned the selfishness right out of me.
God uses the everyday to prepare us for the extraordinary.
2. Refocus my purpose.
When God called me to motherhood, He wasn’t calling me to get the whitest whites or maintain a clean house or live a Pinteresting life. He called me to raise boys and launch them into manhood.
Many days, my daily prayer includes a simple phrase that helps me remember my calling.
“Lord, make me into the woman I need to be to help You grow them into the men you have called them to become.”
When I get sucked into that endless parade of repetitive tasks (the ones that drain the Joy right out of my life), it means I’ve lost focus of what God really called me to do. He didn’t call me to be a laundress. He didn’t call me to be a maid. He didn’t call me to be a chef or chauffeur. He called me to be a wife and mother.
Remembering that helps.