Sounds strange to say that...isn't it love for my family that motivates me to wash their clothes and clean their dishes?
Yes. But, I personally love a clean house. When everything has a place and everything is in it's place, I let out a sigh of contentment. Cleaning isn't my favorite pastime, but the results are grand.
My husband enjoys a clean living space, too (and, in general, he's a clean kind of guy...and I'm so grateful!). But you know what he likes more? Me, sitting on the couch beside him, despite the dirty dishes piled high in the kitchen.
The perfectionist in me wants to clean because that's how I like it...focused on my agenda and my plans.
What is love? Sometimes love is laying aside my carpet-beater (er, I mean...my swiffer-sweeper!) and being relaxed. Reading a book next to my hubby. Not getting under pressure because of all the tasks I expect myself to perform.
What is love for your family today? Is it picking up the broom or setting it down?
I find that my answer to that question typically involves a good deal of both...but it's my motives that have to be in check.