My husband is on staff at our church, and his job is to run the children’s and families department. Part of that commitment sees him standing on the platform every Sunday, performing an object lesson for the kids (and adults) who sit in front of him.
This past Sunday, he talked about how there are so many responsibilities when you have a family. There are babies, who are all-consuming, there is cooking and baking, there is vacuuming and laundry. And then there are the dirty jobs (he said this, while snapping on rubber gloves and waving a toilet brush). Nobody likes to do the dirty jobs.
(The object of the lesson was to talk about how a church family is like your own family; we all have jobs to do, and we work together.)