The problem with highs in life is that you eventually have to come down low.
After a race, after the fanfare and celebrations die down, comes what people call a “post race slump.” It’s the same after graduation, an exam, a big accomplishment, even a private achievement- when the confetti lands, what comes next?
I knew it was coming.
After returning from my 6-week WHO/UNICEF deployment to Africa, after a 7th week of hotel quarantine where I luxuriated in solitude, I knew I’d be back home- cooking, cleaning, changing diapers, at the center of chaos again.
What was to look forward in that?
MAMA. MAMA! MAMAAAA!!!
Compared to giving presentations to the World Health Organization, conversations around farts, poop and cutting off the white tops of strawberries “because they are so yucky” seemed ridiculously pedantic.
Yet I am reminded, that though Jesus’ life is highlighted with breathtaking miracles, the first thirty years of his life was lived in drudgery and anonymity. He cleaned dishes, swept sawdust, cleared trash, too.
It was Cliff who reminded me, “And whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him.”- Colossians 3:17
So when you’re back from the mountaintop, back to your life of everyday living, know that God treasures your everyday moments highly.
While our journeys of faith bring us to the pinnacles of our God-experiences, it is our everyday expressions of faithfulness that just as much reveal His goodness and glory. Your faithfulness in the hidden places count just as much, if not more.
Today, I remind myself, that God revels in my recitation about a duck with constipation to my children as much as my presentation to the United Nations.
He cherishes them both, our faith and faithfulness. He treasures them all, our moments of highs and lows, the extraordinary and ordinary.
And knowing that, brings me joy unthinkable to know that even in the mundane, He can gift us with His delight.