It’s all a matter of perspective. I can think of myself as oppressed--a slave to circumstances beyond my control that force me to change location every few years. Or I can feast on a greater truth, one that cheers my heart regardless of any situation. This truth is: I am a slave set free. I used to be oppressed by sin. I used to belong to this world, living under the law of sin and death. Through Jesus’ blood, however, I am free! The oppressive circumstances of this world can never leave me wretched because I am God’s child.
This means that I can talk with Jesus while unpacking rooms full of boxes. I can run the dishwasher and washing machine over and over again in order to put clean belongings in new-to-me cupboards in order to please my Lord. I can decorate my home in a way that will remind everyone who lives in it of the God whom they belong to while pointing visitors toward the One we all serve. I can do each task, whatever it is, cheerfully because I know this pleases my heavenly Father. In this way, my heart has a continual feast on blessings from above, even when the tasks on Earth seem unending. These won’t weigh me down so long as I’m looking up.
Heavenly Father, Thank You for delivering me from an oppressive life of sin. Please fill my heart with the joy of serving and communing with You wherever I go, whatever I do. Amen.
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