When Bea was tiny, she hated baths. And, being nervous new parents, we hated giving her baths. I think the longest we went was a bit more than two weeks. We just couldn’t bring ourselves to get her screaming and babies aren’t really that dirty, right?
Now, three years later, Bea adores baths. We’re not nightly bathers, but I do use the tub as a way to calm her down. This is especially helpful during tax season when Frank is working late. After we’ve exhausted our post-nap activities and right when I need to start getting dinner ready, I’ll fill up the tub and she’ll spend about 45 minutes playing and splashing around.
The other day, as I was getting a bath ready, I reflected on how fortunate I am to use baths as a distraction. Yes, we take our twice-weekly you’re filthy! baths, but in between, to fill a tub with water just so I can get dinner ready? What a privilege. So many families around the world don’t have access to clean drinking water, let alone water to play in.
Lord, I recognize my own privilege. As I fill my glass with purified, filtered, clean water, I remember the families who cannot turn on a tap for a drink. I remember children who die from waterborne diseases. I am thankful for those who work toward building wells and teaching sanitation and I pray that I never take for granted this gift that keeps me and my children healthy.
(Learn more about safe water and how you can help at www.water.org.)