Although I am no longer in the work force outside my home,I find it equally if not more difficult to serve the Lord in my daily acitivities. Asking God what he wants me to do when my 3 toddlers wake up demanding breakfast but I have to change poopy diapers, feed dogs & chickens & birds & fish get everyone clean & presentable and my oldest off to school while being cut off and flipped off because I actually GO the speed limit (novel concept for many) on the drive to school, and coming home making a second breakfast; one for myself and the other for my middle child who IS a tape worm and  then clean the house and entertain the youngest two all the while trying to keep everyone quiet because Daddy works nights and sleeps during the day.

 In all that chaos I sometimes have a hard time finding exactly what God wants me to do, but I am always reminded of how important even the smallest thing is in his plan. When I was a military nurse I could be the most loving and graceful being becuase no matter what, I was able to go home at the end of the day, put on my sweats and veg out. Now, I am on call 24-7, no weekends, no holidays and my every move means the difference between life & death as well as the salvation of 3 lives after death. SOOOOOO, with all that being said, my point is this.

 God has chosen all of us to serve him, that is our #1 job, the only difference in any Christians job is who are you serving? In my case I am serving my family for Christ, in my husbands case he is serving a shop of 30 soldiers for Christ 10 hours a day, oh yeah and he fixes a few airplanes while he is there to. Realizing that your job isn't a seperate entity from that which God has called you to do, but rather it's an excuse to interact with strangers on his behalf. Now that's a life chaging experience.