Yesterday was one of those days I felt like I had "made" or "produced" nothing. The only "productive" element of my day seemed to involve "growing" these sprouts!
I love to be making something with my hands but not all days give that satisfaction. Then as I lay in bed late last night, feeling frustrated at my lack of productivity, I began to recall the hundred or more little things I had done/delegated/supervised to keep my family and household clean, well fed, comfortable, running smoothly etc. Add to that the shopping outings to Bunnings (hardware) and supermarkets for food specials, driving people to and from work and cricket training and dozens of other "doing" things without a product to see. I'm yet again learning to rest in the satisfaction of purely serving the needs of others and having nothing tangible to see at the end of a day.