Serving my family is my public worship to Him
are not those who contemplate holiness in isolation, reaching godlike illumination in serene silence, but those who manage to find God , the demands of other people that can consume self. If they are wise that come their way, and use them , themselves with television and the like. Instead they listen ~ Kathleen Norris,
There are a few things that I ask of the Lord daily, one being that I will serve Him and show Him how much I love and care for Him by the way I serve my family. My service to my family day in and day out is nothing more, but a public worship of ritual—a liturgy to Him who has blessed me with family.
"Who in their right mind," I often wonder, would want to serve people who bicker and complain when asked to participate in such a public worship of ritual. Sure they may not "outwardly" verbalize their dislike for being asked to help, but their countenance displays the heart condition of the soul.
Though I love my family and my service to them is to better them, my service and worship must be first and ultimately to Him... 'cause it is only the service that I do unto Him that sustains me... giving me what is needed to continue.