Have you ever found yourself in a moment where you said to yourself, “This is not my job”?

Over the past six months I have heard this phrase come from my mouth more times than I care to admit. Jason and I got married when we were both 21. We had already dated for 4 years by the time we arrived at our wedding day. Basically, we grew up together.

Once married we quickly settled into our roles as husband and wife. Like most married couples we each had our “jobs” that we did to contribute to the running of the household. He graciously cleaned the toilets, tubs, and showers. I cleaned the counters, did laundry, and vacuumed. We shared other jobs as well. If I cooked dinner he would do the dishes.

Since May I have been without my helper. I have had to learn how to flip breakers, change air filters, clean toilets, and the biggest one of all…kill spiders. There have been other milestone moments where I have uttered the words, “It’s not my job” and some have been more of a pitty party moment than others. My people have encouraged me to view these opportunities as moments of growth. Some I have willingly accepted, some I have faced head on and even came out a stronger person, and some I have sat in the corner and cried about. But this is all part of the journey. Moving through all the moments, being honest with the emotions, and processing the loss of my helper.

If you find yourself in a similar situation, be encouraged. We have a helper who is with us always. He desires us to run to Him with every issue we face, every spider we need to kill, and toilet we need to clean. It isn’t easy and some jobs may require us to ask for help from family and/or friends; but what I have learned is that your community is there, waiting, and ready to help in any way you need.