My youngest little sweetie got the cutest video game for Christmas. It’s called Diner Dash, and the player is a waitress in a diner. The object of the game is to pleasantly wait on all of your tables, as quickly as possible so that the line of people waiting to get into the diner doesn’t get so long that people end up leaving. One of the game choices is called “The Endless Shift”. In this mode, the player just works and works for as long as they can click the mouse and still see straight.
For some unknown reason, as a mother, I IMMEDIATELY identified with “The Endless Shift”. In fact, that is what I am now going to put on the occupation line of whatever form I find myself filling out from now on. I used to put “Professional Mommy” but from now on I am going to put “Professional Mommy currently working the endless shift”. Do you think that will fit? 
Being a mom is about hard work and very long hours. It just is. So many mom’s wax poetic about the joys of motherhood – and there IS great joy. But along with that joy comes the endless shift. We clock in for our shift at the moment of conception and we clock out, well, never. Does this make you despair at times? I have to admit that I have often bemoaned the endless shift where appreciation for all that I do seems in short supply at times. But wait. It isn’t about me now is it? Oh how I wish it WAS about me, but it isn’t. It’s about serving my family and being content without any recognition at all. It’s about honoring Jesus Christ and doing it all for His glory and not my own. It’s about living out Philippians chapter 2 and putting others ahead of myself.
It is so easy to be overwhelmed with the enormous task of motherhood, it is such a serious matter. However, when I focus on the Savior and as He pours out His grace upon me, the endless shift becomes a welcome part of my life and an offering of love to my beautiful Savior.
