Thursday, 14 May 2015

What I Learned From Lunch-making

(I would use a photo of a lunch here, but I'm too lazy to go through the rigmarole of taking a photo and waiting yonks for it to upload onto the computer... so you'll have to be content with a generic scenery shot sorry! lol)

I want to tell you all a story today. :)

It started back many years ago, when I was a lot younger. I don't remember what age exactly. Somewhere in the vicinity of nine or so, I should imagine. 

I was tasked with the job of making Daddy's lunch every morning so he could take it with him to work. 

Here's a confession: I was not the most cheerful worker. Making Daddy's lunch wasn't my only chore, but for some reason it became my least favourite. It became the bane of my life.

I'm not even sure completely why that was. Maybe it was because it was neccessary to do it at an inconvenient hour of the morning. Maybe because I always had to make Daddy the same thing every day (banana sandwiches, for those who are curious!) and I got sick of it.

As I grew older, and I kept making Daddy's lunch every weekday before he went to work, I never quite managed to enjoy it. Sure, I matured a lot and stopped grumbling about it, but that doesn't mean I enjoyed it. It's safe to say that making Daddy's lunch was my most hated chore.

 Right up until the end of last year.

When Daddy lost his job.

And I didn't have to make his lunch anymore.

Do you want to know something? You know how I'd been wising for years that I didn't have to make his lunch? Well, I started wishing wholeheartedly that I would be able to again. Because that would mean that Dad would have a job.

He does have a job now, it's not as good a job as the one he had before he got made redundant. But that's beside the point. He has a job now, and I have the honour and privilege of making his lunch for him every morning.

It wasn't until I stopped having to make his lunch that I realised what a blessing the chance to make his lunch was. It meant that Daddy had a job. It became a privilege, and a joy, not a burden.

Perspective is everything, isn't it!

You know what? Thankfulness is the key to joy.

Being thankful about something will make you cheerful and joyful. My chore of making Daddy's lunch became a joyful task because I realised how thankful I was that he had a job so I could make him lunch to take to it.

What do you dislike doing?

Do you dislike making your Dad's lunch? You can be thankful he has a job (and that you have food to give him!).
Do you dislike hanging out the washing? You can be thankful the sun's shining and that you have clothing to put on the line.
Do you dislike it when your little siblings get into your stuff? You can be thankful that you have little siblings. They bring such joy.

No matter how bad the situation may seem to you, there's always someone else worse off than yourself. You can always be thankful. There's always something to be thankful about.

Gratitude and joy go hand in hand.

That's what I discovered, anyway. :)
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  1. This is so true and I really needed to hear this. Thank you so much! God bless you!!

  2. This is truly something to consider. I'm awful about my attitude towards chores, and I know that needs to change. I also need to appreciate my younger brothers more. Thanks for sharing!

    1. I think it's something we all need to consider. I wrote it preaching to myself just as much as to everyone else. :)
      Thank you for your kind words!

  3. Don't you make lunches at work all the time

    1. Hehe yes... good observation! I think the difference is that making lunches at work is a job, what I'm paid to do. And it's different and interesting. Whereas Daddy's lunch is the same every day, and I'm most definitely not paid to do it (nor would I want to be!). :)

    2. Interesting, gardening is one of my less preferred jobs, I don't like doing it at home or when I'm paid (but still do both).

    3. It's funny how we all have a job we dislike, isn't it!

  4. I loved this post Bonnie. Sometimes I have to make my daddy's lunch, too, and I don't always enjoy it. But your post was an encouragment to me. :)

    How old are you and where do you work at? I really want to get a job, but my mommmy keeps saying school comes before work. And I want to get a job before I finish high school. But I don't think my parents would really want me having a job. :(

    1. I'm glad it was an encouragement!

      I'm almost 17, and I work at a small Subway restaurant near where I live. Your Mum's right, school comes before work. It can be helpful to get a part-time job when you're nearing the end of your schooling and considering what training to enter.


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