Doing the dishes is by far my least favorite chore. Even after making a delicious, enjoyable and beautiful meal for my family, the visual stress of a pile of dirty dishes in the sink can send me completely over the edge. And worse, sometimes doing the dishes can bring out the great, dreaded “R” word — resentment.
God whispered something so small … and so big… into my heart earlier this week.
That I need more of Him.