Asheritah Ciuciu is the author of Unwrapping the Names of Jesus and Comfort Food: Overcoming Food Addiction with the Word of God. Asheritah grew up in Romania as a missionary kid and then studied English and Women's Ministry at Cedarville University in Ohio. Her passion is helping women find joy in Jesus through a deeper walk with God, and she shares vulnerably from her own life experiences on OneThingAlone.com. She is married to Flaviu, a web programmer and artist, and together they raise their spunky daughter in northeast Ohio.
Sometimes I feel like I’m grasping at straws, like I’ve run around trying to seize the day and make the most of it and live life to the fullest and every other cliched phrase ever spoken… but all I have to show for it are a few measly straws.
“Buck up,” I tell myself. “Try harder. Wake up earlier. Stay up longer. Do more.” The whip snaps at my heels as I run to keep up the pace of the never-ending demands weighing down my shoulders. The ego is a terrible task-master.
What if God wants us to gather straws instead of drive a combine through the field? After all, Ruth’s bundles looked nothing like the laborers in front of her, but she was commended for her faithfulness, her hard work despite the results. Because the truth is that God often provides not in spite of the straws but through the measly straws we gather.
After all, the Master in Jesus’ parables congratulates all who were faithful with their duties, regardless of whether their investment returned a 100% profit or a 500% profit. He’s less concerned with the bottom line and more focused on our journey to the finish line. There is honor and beauty in picking up one straw at a time. Slow down with me, dear friend, and enjoy the inefficient wonder that is God’s provision for us.
On days when you collapse in bed, closing your eyes against the hairballs on the carpet and the piles of laundry all over the floor, on those days when you feel like you’ve accomplished nothing, look into His eyes and hear Him say, “I have called you. You are mine. Your worth is not measured by what you produce but by your faithfulness to My calling. Simply be still and accept this gift of grace. Yes, even with dirty toilets and dishes piled in the sink, I’m still with you. And you’re going to be ok.”
Don’t look at the picture-perfect woman who has it all together. Don’t compare your straws to her bundles. Simply gather where He has placed you, pick up one straw at a time, and marvel at His grace in the mayhem. He is pleased with you.