Gittel Fruma

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The work of a woman is not for the faint of heart. I find that the easiest trap to fall into is monotony. I change my son’s diaper, I wash dishes, I clean my floor, I cook dinner… the endless list of things that I do multiplies daily. If I were to look on the surface of my life, I would feel a dull ache for some great adventure.

So, I choose not to look at the surface. Instead, I set my gaze above it.

“The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.”
– Genesis 1:2

Should I take my eyes off of God, I would fall back into the void. He sustains me and gives me everything I need. The battles of a wife and mother are not waged concretely. We cannot lie our heads down on our pillows every night thinking, “My work is finished.” Weeks, months and years later is when we see our labor come to fruition. Ten years from now, when I look back on what God has helped me build, I will see how the war was won. For now, I run the race He has set before me, relying on His ever-faithful Presence to guide and uphold me.

As we all live on the surface of the waters, we have two choices. We may look down and dwell in the deep darkness beneath us, wallowing in the void. Or we can look above ourselves and behold the living, dynamic splendor of God.

To Him be the honor and glory forever and ever. Amen.