I’M DOING MANUAL LABOR. For the past week or so, during evenings, weekends, and occasional “vacation” days, I’ve been painting the inside of my house.
It’s to spruce up the joint before out-of-state family arrives in October for the wedding of my daughter.
I’ve been at this for the better part of a week, and I’m getting weary of it.
I hate house painting to begin with. Most of the inside work involves taping and laying plastic and canvas to protect the carpet.
It’s a pain in the lower back.
Take that literally or figuratively. Both are accurate.
I could use some inspiration right about now. So I’m looking to see what the Bible says about work.
The humble will see their God at work and be glad. Let all who seek God’s help be encouraged.
Granted, the song writer was talking about God at work, not us at work. But I wonder if both are true. If we look for God while we’re working, perhaps we’ll find him and be happy we did.
It’s useless for you to work from early morning until late at night just to get food to eat. God provides for those he loves even while they sleep.
Certainly, sometimes we need to kick in the afterburners, working faster, harder, longer. But it shouldn’t be our routine, the song writer says. If it is our song and dance, we ought to look at choreographing ourselves a new jig, gig, or rig.
A man can’t do anything better than eat and drink and be satisfied with his work. I’m finally seeing that those things also come from the hand of God.
Two out three ain’t bad.
Three out of three once I get this painting done and can get back to making tapping sounds on my keyboard.