As a mom I have found God in surprising places. I found Him as I sat on the couch cuddling with my three-year-old and reading Goodnight Moon for the 2,345th time. He spoke to me as I made dinner and even as I stuffed laundry into rickety dresser drawers.
I heard Him in the midst of my untidy, desperately-in-need-of-a-reorg life. I found God, experienced Him… well… while mixing Kool-Aid and playing with play dough. In my way of thinking, the most devoted people are moms who whisper prayers for their neighbor, their friend, and their brother (who’s messing up yet again) while watching their kids play in the sandbox. Moms who try to read their Bibles while Dora the Explorer is blaring on the TV in the next room. Moms who stop to talk with an elderly man at the grocery store about the creamed corn, not because they even like creamed corn, but because they want to show a lonely person the love of Jesus.
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How do you find God in your everyday life?
Excerpt © Tricia Goyer, Blue Like Play Dough