As a child, I never enjoyed washing dishes and I even neglected my duties as a son and brother which often got me in trouble with the mother.
However, today was a little bit different. As I was making my peach cobbler, I made a fantastic mess of the kitchen. There were dirty dishes everywhere and I had a lot of cleaning up to do. However, as I was cleaning up, I realized that I did not dislike this activity. In fact, it just felt like an obligation to wash the dishes because I made the mess. No matter how messy it was, I did not feel like complaining or running away. I thought this showed some growth on my part in terms of responsibility and such.
However, I realized that there was someone who washed the dishes even though they did not make the mess. That someone is the person who is MORE responsible than I. In order to reach this level of responsibility, you have to have a fair amount of love for those whose dishes you are washing.
My sister asked me to help with the dishes and I told her, "it is YOUR responsibility woman!" and now I know how terrible that makes me. It is also my responsibility as an older brother to do the dishes of my younger siblings. It is my responsibility as a human being to help another human being. And most importantly, it is my responsibility as a representative of Christ to exhibit Christ-like characteristics such as love and perhaps even responsibility.
All this to say that...I'm going to help my sister with the dishes tomorrow.
PostScript. I was almost about to not publish this post because I thought it'd be too weird.
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