Thankful for a Clean Kitchen Floor

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For Christians, praying is as important to our faith as drinking water is to our daily health. Prayer is necessary for our relationship with God to grow and be healthy just like water is needed for our bodies to be healthy and grow.

But where and when are Moms supposed to find that quiet time to pray? We are constantly on the move from the minute our feet hit the ground in the morning. Those of us with little ones barely have a moment to get a drink of water or use the restroom. Warm meals are almost unheard of and we are lucky to get dinner on the table at a decent hour. So when are we supposed to carve out the time we so desperately need with our Lord? We know we need to but some days it just seems so impossible.

Over the years and through the various seasons of Motherhood, where and when I most often pray during the day has varied. At one point when my youngest was sleeping through the night I faithfully woke up early and sat around my kitchen table to read His word and pray. Those days are long behind me though and won't be a possibility for the foreseeable future, afterall I've got 3 littles under the age of 2. I still need to carve out that much needed quiet time in prayer though, not only for my faith but also for my sanity and mental well being.

So when do I most often pray?

The simple answer is whenever and wherever I can. It is never anything fancy, I just say quick prayers and give thanks for His blessings whenever a quiet moment presents itself. Doing dishes, sitting down to give the twins a bottle, nursing my youngest, folding laundry, even cleaning the bathrooms are all places I have prayed in recent days.

Tonight however, it all hit me. Earlier this evening I had a very rare moment when everyone was in bed and I still had enough energy to clean. Keep in mind my youngest is still waking up every 2-3 hours at night so in a typical night I am up 4-5 times; energy and wakefulness are not my strong assets in this season of my life. Tonight I was able to finally clean my kitchen floor. Cooking, canning, and daily traffic had left my floors far dirtier than I prefer. As I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the splattered tomatoes, leftover food pieces, and other unknown stains off of my white floor tiles I prayed. Not only did I pray but God opened my heart to the specialness of that moment. Yes, cleaning my kitchen floor on my hands and knees on a Saturday night was a special moment.

Why?

Scrubbing the floor tonight was so special because it symbolized all that was right in my life. I could be a million other places right now but I am not. I am here at home with my 6 beautiful children who are healthy, thriving, and growing in His word. There was no where else I wanted to be at that moment than on my hands and knees cleaning my kitchen floor.

I am blessed and so are you! Sure there are daily struggles and worries. But through it all, think of all that you have been blessed with and have to be thankful for.

Be thankful for your clean kitchen floor!!