the house in which I sit may need a lot of work, but it will have to wait its turn....

Good evening to all, I pray your day has been a good one and that you and yours are having some fun and making memories this evening. 

In prayer tonight I gave thanks to our father in heaven for staying by my side this day while I was so tender hearted and while I thought that my heart would surely break. I do not feel better this night but it is a comfort knowing he is going through my sadness with me. I thanked God for giving me such an understanding daughter, one who loves me without condition, something I just realized this morning for maybe the first time in my life. I asked Father God to forgive me for hurting her and to bless her for being so understanding. I asked God to bless each of us with his love, to allow us his strength when we are weak, to allow us his calm when we feel chaos, to allow us his peace when we feel disheveled, to allow us comfort when we hurt and to always love us. I asked God to bless my friend Star as she goes through another surgery tomorrow. I asked all of these mercies, favors, and healings in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior. Amen.

I love this story, I am always so busy on the house I live in that I sometimes neglect the the house of my soul...

The Home In Which We Live

I spent this morning cleaning up the home in which I live. Now I am not talking about the house I am sitting in right now. As I look around I can see the sink is still full of dirty dishes. Dust is starting to collect on the pictures, counter tops, and even my computer again. Dirt needs to be swept up from the floor and pet hair needs to be cleaned off the couch. The water in the turtle’s aquarium has to be changed. Two loads of dirty laundry need to be washed and dried. And the bathrooms could really use a cleaning again too. 

Yet, as I look at my dirty, little house I still have to smile, because I know that the home in which I live is clean right now. That home is my soul. When I woke up this morning I noticed that it too had become cluttered, messy, and dusty again. I wasn’t about to let it stay that way for long, though. I have learned the hard way that a messy soul leads to a messed up day and that messed up days lead to a wasted life. 

I spent the morning then cleaning my soul from top to bottom. I swept the negative thoughts from my mind and the harmful feelings from my heart. Worries, anger, hatred, and fear were tossed in the garbage can. Jealousy, envy, judgments, and desires were gathered up and thrown out. I polished the furniture with a soothing prayer. I washed down the walls with gratefulness to God. I freshened the air with the sweet scent of love and when I was done I felt peaceful and happy in my home once more. 

The house in which I sit may need a lot of work, but it will have to wait its turn. The home in which I live is what I am most concerned about. I hope that the same is true for you. I hope that you always strive to keep your soul bright, beautiful, and full of God’s love and light. Remember when die you will leave your house behind, but you will take your home with you.