Daily Delight

Tuesday, February 2, 2016


And if I donate all my goods to feed the poor, and if I give my body to be burned, but do not have love, I gain nothing. – 1 Cor. 13:3 (HCSB)

My heart sighs, my lips cry – I’m tired. This yoke of modern womanhood heavy, the burden of obligation and expectation far too much. The hustle is the hustler – keeping our eyes and hands busy while it steals the sacred from our breast pocket.

Laziness can hide itself in busy hands – finding it’s less costly to keep moving than to be still and know that He is God – and we are not.

Duty calls itself love, runs itself ragged and says that’s enough. But love is more than what it does. More than the act of will, more than the checkmark we’ve been boxed into believing is success.

…And if I cook the breakfast, make the lunches, feed the dogs, vacuum the floors, do the laundry and balance the checkbook while my heart remains precariously unbalanced – I gain nothing.

…And if I open up my home, gather family and friends, feed their hungry masses and wash the dishes after and grumble under my breath because it’s a chore and not the joy of my heart – I gain nothing.

…And if I make all A’s and create a non-profit start-up benefiting orphans in third-world countries or climb the corporate ladder toting my ‘but first, Jesus’ mug but never actually find time to fill up on His love – I gain nothing.

…And if I teach the children’s choir and run the women’s ministry and counsel troubled marriages and mission to the farthest reaches of the earth but have no compassion or patience for the faces I serve – I am nothing.


There is something to duty, there is something to choice – but let’s not mistake them for the real thing. The real substance of Love. They are the shadows, the prop upon which we lean sometimes – Love is the reality. The easy yoke we so desperately long for – where all the doing is birthed from all the affection.

{photo: @thisverygarden}

About the Author

Amy Summerhill≫ ≫Amy is a twenty-nine year old homemaker, literally (re)making her home in Fort Smith, Arkansas with her husband and three beautiful daughters. Along with remodeling diy style, she enjoys cooking, entertaining, backpacking and co-entrepreneuring adventures with the ManHub. Above all, she enjoys fostering conversations and communities centered on the beautiful grace and majesty of Jesus - whether that's a church building, bookstore or back patio. She longs to see the Church understand the intimacy of grace and walk in the confident humility it brings. She believes so much in the joy God takes in His children she branded her arm with hephzibah - a Hebrew name that means God delights in her - hoping to inspire strangers and friends alike with the thought that God might just delight in them too.

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