So my mind has had a lot of time to wander off lately, and just recently I stumbled on something I haven't really thought of before. I noticed how much time we spend cleaning things, just so they can get dirty again. Think about it, it can take 45 minutes just to vacuum the house, just so the carpet can get dirty again. The other day I had to clean my dads fridge. I didn't really mind this, because I loved seeing the end product of a clean fridge shining back at me. But while I was cleaning it, I couldn't help but think of how much effort I was exerting into rubbing off the spilled soy sauce, knowing that some other type of condiment was bound to spill on the shelf again in the days to come.
While thinking about cleaning houses and the like, my mind shifted to a skit that I saw at the Planet Wisdom conference two years ago about Jesus making his home in our hearts. The actor that was playing Jesus was pretending to open rooms in a certain persons home (or heart), and examining what should stay, and what should go in each room.
I thought that this skit was so interesting because too often I forget about that fact that the holy spirit is actually living inside of me. And in the same way that I would take the time to clean a physical house, I need to take the time to clean out my heart, and sort out the things that should stay, and the things that should go.
So while I was on my hands and knees scrubbing an unknown liquid off the shelf of the fridge and getting rather sick of this whole cleaning thing, I wondered how Jesus never fails to cleanse our hearts, even with the knowledge that we will cloud it up again with another sin that can so easily be entangled.
My eyes are slowly being opened to the beauty of grace.