Sacrifice

I feel extremely blessed. I had cleaning ladies come yesterday and so I am on cloud nine. it is incredibly gratifying to know that it takes 3 women 3 hours of hard labor to get my house clean. no wonder I cant do it myself and take care of the kids and make dinner too. :)
It's cheesy but I find myself thinking about spiderman. When the grampa tells him "with great strength comes great responsibility." I feel like this applies to me in the way that "With great blessings come great responsibility." I know I have had my challenges and still do but I feel more grateful and unworthy of my life than challenged. And so I feel a push to earn it, if that makes sense? like you're taught by challenges, so if I don't want those, than I should challenge myself by doing good and sharing my blessings. Don't know if that makes sense or sounds proud, but whatever. Anyway, I don't know in what form those opportunities will come in my life but I'm thinking about it especially right now, and also, the ever present question of, how much can you really help someone. I think its a lot more complicated than I once thought.
I keep thinking about the cleaning ladies. They are 3 women (related to each other somehow) that are Cuban I think. They speak only Spanish. I believe they are Pentecostal because they wear skirts and the little head doily. I have wanted a tattoo for a while. One that symbolizes my trials and blessings and relationship to God, but also, looks rad. I do not feel that I would do it out of rebellion. I have lots of reasons for this that are personal and DO NOT want a scolding from anyone in the comments. period. thank you. I know that it would bother people I am close to, and that it sends a certain message to certain folks which is not positive. a lot of me doesn't care but it is enough that I take it into consideration. especially today, because watching these women clean, scrub a bathtub in a skirt, has opened my eyes to that type of sacrifice. How easy would it be to say, well I'm a housekeeper, I need to wear pants to work, but because they didn't do that... I can't speak to them and they can't speak to me but I know that they have love and dedication to God. And I just ..love that and want to emulate it. However, not ready to take out my nose ring just yet :) it's a process this life, right? . anyway. love you. have a great day.!!
xoxox
Brooke