I used to absolutely HATE washing the dishes. I remember when I was a kid, it was one of my chores to wash the dishes, dry the dishes, put away the dishes. There were so many other things I’d rather be doing. In fact, the only GOOD thing (to me) about doing the dishes was being able to sing my heart out with the radio while doing them.
As a young adult, I still dreaded dish time. I loved to cook, hated cleaning up the mess that came afterwards. The hours (at least it seemed like hours) of standing at the sink, washing the dishes, rinsing the dishes, sticking the dishes into the dishrack. Seemed that the process never ended.
For whatever reason, today I find that I actually LIKE to wash my dishes. While it still isn’t my FAVORITE chore (folding towels or straightening out a corner would probably be my favorite), it’s not as bad as I used to think it was. I enjoy eating from sparkling clean dishes. I enjoy feeling not a crumb left behind on a plate or fork. I like to see the nice clean, neat stacks filling up my cabinets and the clear space left on my countertop.
I know by washing the dishes, drying the dishes and putting them away, I am doing a GREAT service to my children and my family. I’m instilling in my children the importance of clean dishes and a clean, organized kitchen. I’m blessing my family and thereby blessing God by keeping our eating and cooking area clean. There is no better feeling than knowing I have made my Heavenly Father proud of me by doing something as simple as washing my dishes.
Simple blessings are the BEST!
