As you probably know, I am not the one who cleans here. Historically I have been the one who coordinates the unwilling servants (aka children/teens) to do chores, but Bart has always preferred to do the cleaning… and most of the housework. With his foot in a cast and strict orders of “no weight bearing for 12 weeks” I’m the one doing the cleaning. And there are only two kids here, both adults, and they don’t really do chores, though they have been fairly helpful.
The one thing I hate most about cleaning is that it just gets dirty again. Super fast it seems. So what is the point in cleaning in the first place? Keeping it clean I suppose would be an option, but we have 8 and 3 year olds here who while they do pick up their toys, are not capable of “keeping things clean.”
I know, I know, a bunch of personal Claudia stuff again, but it leads to a point.
In Psalm 51 David prays, “Create in me a clean heart and renew a right spirit in me.” This is a prayer that we often pray as well. But I wonder if God ever feels the same way about me as I do about cleaning the house. I wonder if sometimes he thinks, “Good grief! I just cleaned your heart the other day and it needs cleaning again already!?!
The bad news is that our hearts do get cloudy and need cleaning. Often. But according to Psalm 145:8 God is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and rich in love. That means that no matter how many times our hearts need cleaning, no matter how many times we need to have a “right spirit renewed” He is there to answer that prayer.
And that, my friends, is good news.