I went over to help clean the church this morning. It was by assignment, and at first it felt like a duty.
I was asked to go through the chapel and look for programs and other items that might have been left behind in the Hymnal holders. Another sister volunteered to vacuum the padding on the benches and underneath them.
As we walked into the Chapel, I remembered going to the church to help clean as a child. Back then the Church hired custodians to do the cleaning, and my parents cleaned first our local ward building and then the brand new Stake Center when it was built.
They kept those buildings immaculate! They had that strong German work ethic and pride in their “craft”. Each weekend they would have one of us children go along to help dust off the benches (non-cushioned, of course), and then dust the folding metal chairs in all the classrooms.
They had a schedule of all the cleaning jobs that needed to be done and when. And so everything was cleaned regularly. It felt great to have a clean building, and to know it was because of my parents that it fairly gleamed.
Back to the present. I didn’t mind doing such mundane work, in fact I enjoy simple, detailed tasks that don’t require a lot of concentration.
Soon one of my favorite hymns was running through my mind, “There is Sunshine in My Soul Today”. And then I was thinking about what I was really doing.
I was working to care for Jesus Christ’s building. I was serving my God. I love Heavenly Father. And it felt wonderful to be at Church and sprucing up the building, finding the little things that may often get overlooked, and taking loving care of them.
I even found a child’s tithing envelope that had been prepared, set down, and forgotten in his hurry to leave after the meeting. As I picked it up, I could feel a few coins clinking in the envelope. We put it in the Clerk’s office to be passed on to the Bishop first thing tomorrow morning.
My soul was singing as I moved on to the kitchen and started washing a couple pans that were left on the stove but felt a little greasy, then moved on to cleaning off all the counters, stoves, and sinks.
The building is ready for tomorrow’s Sabbath day. I feel renewed and refreshed for having served the Lord in my own, small way, and building relationships with the others who also came this day to serve in this way.
Not such a little thing after all! 🙂