A while ago, I read an article relate to those who work in the IT field. Since most of our work are virtual (bits and bytes), there’s a invigorating feeling when we perform physical work, like chores. The rationale is we get to physically see and touch things we accomplished.
Perhaps this is why I enjoy chores. Yes it is work as it is tiring. I am not a clean freak. My mother can attest to that. I do enjoy doing the laundry and ironing. Watching the transformation from a pile of clothes to neatly iron and lay out shirts and pants.
Since I am married for a week and now after honeymoon and living together, I found myself doing more chores than I was living alone.
To some, chores might seem an inefficient way to spend time. There’s so much more we can do. To others, it is not a man’s job. I am wondering about the idea of chore, and work in general, and how we often groan at the thought of it.
A few weeks ago, I came across a blog post on the Theology of Work.
When it comes to mundane work, even the work we are passionate to do has a bit of mundane work, there are usually a few response:
- we should rush it and get it done so we can have more fun
- we avoid it all cost and let someone else suffer
I like how the author considers viewing work as an act of worship. I rather if the work that lies before me, at my job and at home, especially the really ‘boring’ types, I treat it as an act of worship instead of frowning upon it.
May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us;
establish the work of our hands for us—
yes, establish the work of our hands (Psalm 90:17).
