I decided to clean my bathrooms today. And when I say clean them, I mean CLEAN them. We're talking scrubbing from ceiling to floor, especially any yellow spots left by my sweet 3 year old. I use those Scrubbing Bubbles on the countertop until I can see my reflection. I even went as far as getting toothpicks out to clean every crevice in our sinks, toilets, and tubs. You may think I'm crazy, but there is just something about the satisfaction of a job well done. I love knowing that I won't have to scrub the bathrooms like that again for awhile because they are spotless. However, I must admit that about halfway through cleaning Tyler's bathroom I started to get a little disgusted. All of the missed attempts at the toilet and toothpaste caked to the wall began wearing on my patience. Cue the not so little Voice inside my heart. I heard the Lord reminding me of all of the messes He has cleaned up in my life. I began thinking about the job that I have given my Lord and Savior and I was ashamed. So many times I have hired Jesus to be my janitor, to come in with His cleaning agent of choice, His blood, and make me white again. Jesus, the perfect spotless lamb, who can not stand to look at sin puts on His cleaning gloves, grabs a mop, and goes to work on my heart. What amazes me most, is that He never quits on me!! No matter how big the mess, and how dirty it may be, He is willing to get to every nook and cranny to purify me and to bring me closer to Him. He doesn't rest until He can see His reflection in me. WOW!! We serve an amazing God! So, I will never clean a bathroom the same way again! What a great reminder for me to keep my heart clean for Him so that His blood was not shed in vain.
The day that I made the decision to sit down and begin my moral inventory, will forever be etched into my heart. It was a cold and dreary winter day, much like the state of my spirit. In all honesty, I was DREADING the task at hand. Who in their right mind would want to make an account of every painful memory from the past as well as every sin committed against others?!?! As I sat down at a Starbucks with my favorite flavored coffee beverage in hand, I began praying Psalm 129:23, “Examine me, O God, and know my mind; test me, and discover…if there is any evil in me and guide me in the everlasting way.” I knew that there was pain from my childhood buried so deep that only He would have the power to bring to the surfaces. For so long, I had masked and/or stuffed the wounds in my life, rather than allowing Him to heal them. Within minutes of my prayer, the memories came pouring down like the rain I could hear outside. Just a little side-note, if you ever decide to take a painful j...
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Do you have contact information for Angela Garcia? I looked at the CT website and I didn't see her name there... is she still working there?