If at all possible I would grab a big ol' garbage bag and throw away everything in my path.
My husband know that if the house & van are visually a mess
it is a pretty good indication of how my brain feels.
Cluttered house, cluttered mind.
Messy van, messy thoughts.
Oh what I wouldn't do to start all over with a clean canvas
The things I would
The things I wound not allow
A fresh start.
Today, very tempting.
Deep inside I know.
There is beauty and purpose for the mess that has been created
and I realize it is
not under the legos on the floor
& Not in the dust bunnies that scurry across the floor when the heat kicks on
I am the mess
& God loves me still
& the picture He is painting is supposedly turning out just as He intended
There is no need for a different canvas.
He wants this:
and this:
Yes, and even this
And I know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28
I do Love God.
I do have faith in God & all those other fancy terms to describe a relationship with Him.
Some days I suck like a vacuum cleaner with my end of the relationship with God
Today I feel like an over sized contributor to the mess made.
--but I read the label on the garbage bag box and it is not a good idea to stuff myself inside.
So, I pray God scoops me up, dust me off and brings glory to Himself through Messy Me
No comments:
Post a Comment