It's Saturday. I love Saturdays, but probably not for the same reason you do. I love to clean my house!
Yep...I'm hooked. Not because of a husband who demands it, nor did I grow up with a strict task-master of a Mom; (although Mom taught me the beauty of order and cleanliness). I learned a valuable lesson my first year of college. I wanted a "professional" secretary job, but was handed a bucket, scrub brush and a bottle of Tidy-Bowl instead. I was grumpy at work one day, when the Lord reminded me of all He's done for me. The tune to an old hymn with the phrase "The cleansing wave, I see, I see! I plunge and, oh, it cleanses me" was brought to the forefronts of my mind, while my head was down in the toilet bowl. Within an instance, my attitude changed about menial work.....forever! I find great joy, energy, and pleasure in keeping a tidy home....for my family, my friends who visit, my piano students I teach each week, and mostly for my Jesus.
Today, sun rays are beaming in through every door, window and skylight. And although that's a glorious feeling it also exposes the spots and smudges and streaks I didn't see the night before with my "mood lights" glowing in room to room. That wonderful sunshine....exposed the truth. I needed to do a little work. Which reminds me, that when we allow God's light to shine on us, He tenderly points out some pride here in the corner, some layers of bitterness over there on the shelf, and some cobwebs in those areas we are not so fond of checking. So step into his "Sonshine" and make sure you're squeaky clean, reflecting Him!