Monday, January 21, 2013

Perfect Day (D&C 50:24)

I don't want people to become confused.
Being a stay-at-home mom does not usually look like this.



It looks like this



Ben and I were having a discussion the other night and he was telling me how much fulfillment he gets out of his job. I didn't respond with a "wouldn't it be nice to have a job that challenged me, something where I left the house and got rewarded for it," although I probably would have spitefully said those things a year ago.

However I've been learning a few things lately, things about learning and hope and prayer and how they relate to my "job."

Yes, it's true that most of the things I do could be done my someone with no education at all. Stuff like washing dishes, cleaning clothes, making beds. So I realized that, well, this must not be what life is about. The importance of the task. Getting things done.

I was thinking the same thing when Cheyenne was "helping" me with the dishes, sticking dishes she had "cleaned" in my basket full of dishes that actually were clean and getting them all dirty. I would have gotten mad, if I was worried about the TASK. But I was taught that this life isn't about completing tasks, it's about learning.

So when I'm cleaning up the Cherrios ground into the carpet or washing off jam smeared on the couch, I need to remember that it's not about the TASK. This life isn't to be lived to "get things done." You need to learn and teach IN THE ACT of the task. If the task takes no "brain" anyway, why not use what has to be done to teach what one has to become?

Here's where hope comes in. My brother and I were discussing the other day about hope. You need to hope for something, a better job, a better house, a better life, or life is not worth living. There's nothing to look forward to.

Likewise in my life. It's not a sin to hope for a perfect day. A day where the house stays clean, the dishes are done, cookies are baked, joy is shared. That is perfection. And I believe we all hope for perfection because it is godly. "Be ye therefore perfect even as your Father in Heaven is perfect." Matthew 5:48. So praying for perfection is hoping for the best. "Heavenly Father, please help Delaney to sleep through the night tonight."

But what if she doesn't sleep through the night? Does that mean God isn't listening? He doesn't care? "It's not meant to be"? What it means to me is that life isn't perfect. If we got everything we wanted, you and I both know that we would learn nothing. If fact, that was Satan's plan from the beginning. Before this world was created, he wanted to require that all of us would live in God's presence again, through no merit of our own. But you and I, that's not what we wanted.

We wanted learning. We wanted growth. We wanted to become more like God, on our own merits. And that's why I'm going to keep praying, having hope for the perfect day. Because someday, when I return to live with my Heavenly Father again, it will be that perfect day. "That which is of God is light, and he that receiveth that light, and continueth in God, receiveth more light; and that light groweth brighter and brighter until the perfect day." Doctrine and Covenants 50:24

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