Sheesh, how difficult it is to try to relate to another human being! How much I discover that I need God’s grace because I am far from the woman that He desires for me to be. How many weeds I can see in my garden now!

It’s as if I’ve been sitting on my couch for days and there’s a mess of trash, clothes, dishes and tissues all around me. Then someone comes into the room and opens the blinds to let in the sun. Suddenly I can see what a mess my house is and I am so embarrassed, but it never bothered me until someone came to let in the light. And here I had thought that things were okay. I need to do a lot of house work.

But it’s like I have said before, I have a scrub brush in my little hand to work at cleaning but I need to use my special solvent called "The Blood of Jesus." (It fights all my tough stains. It disinfects and sanitizes. It kills germs on impact. It’s the only thing that works.)

The bottle of disinfecting cleaner is not going to do me any good unless I unscrew the cap and poor it on the floor. Otherwise, when I’m trying to clean I’m really only pushing dirt around. I could also pour the cleaner on the floor, but unless I use my own effort, the kitchen is still going to be a mess. The stuff’s not going to work for me.

So, it’s time to clean house...

::rolls up her sleeve::