“The dishes need put away… Ughh… Didn’t I just do this yesterday? And the day before that? And before that?
I hate putting away dishes. What is the point really? Why do I spend so much time putting them ‘in there place’? Is it even worth the time I spend?”
These were my thoughts, until I remembered how God put all things in there proper place.
The crashing waves…
He put ME in my place.
He perfectly placed me to see what I have seen, meet who I have met, experience what I have experienced. And not just me.
He placed my husband, in the perfect place to meet me.
We have all been perfectly placed. Placed with a purpose.
Placed where we can be found.
So, does it matter where I place my clean dishes? Yes, it matters. Because when I place them where they belong, I can clearly see the work of the One who washed me,
And placed me,
And continues to place me,
Exactly where I need to be.