The other day was a day that brought great joy and also brought great sadness. It was a day at home for me just doing the mundane tasks of cleaning my house and doing laundry. But for three friends of mine it was very out of the ordinary. For one, the day brought a new life, a baby boy, child number five. For another, the day brought recovery from a procedure after losing a baby within. And for another, the day brought the beginning of a long miscarriage with many medical complications. I realized as this ordinary, nothing special day began that I had a great privilege. The privilege of praying for these three women. Some of them I know better than others, but I knew that I was called to something more than just folding laundry this day. And I could think of nothing more than labor, birth, loss, and joy. As I prayed and thought and prayed some more, it caused me to reflect on my own experiences and how God has used them all to shape who I am today. And looking back on it all, I’m not sure I would change any of it. Life is so very joyful and so very sad and everything in between. God is good in it all. I am very thankful. And I am so grateful that I was given a boring laundry day to devote to prayer for these dear three.