A Clean Heart

I've been told that my Grandmother was a very good housekeeper. She would "unmake" the beds every morning then remake them with the same bedding until, of course, wash day when she would wash them and hang them out to whip in the wind until dry. A flipped coin would bounce on the beds she made and she had seven children.

I wish I could say I'm that meticulous with just one bed to make in our empty nest. While I do make our bed everyday and change it at least once a week, I certainly don't unmake it beforehand.
 

I love our kitchen; I love the window over the sink that looks over our big front yard. From that window I enjoy watching the birds flit about in the birdbath under the maple tree. Or the red squirrel scurrying about looking for goodies to bury until the cold winds blow. I do have one complaint about our kitchen; it's the white cabinets. I love them! I have always loved them and I think I always will, however, they do show splatters in the worst way. No matter how often I scrub them, I never seem to get them completely clean.

The wood floors in our kitchen along with the floors in the rest of the house could be swept every day and still need sweeping. How can two people and a cat be so messy?

It's funny that I feel like my house should sparkle and shine if company is coming. Funny, because when I go to someone's home, I don't notice if they have crumbs in the corners or dust bunnies under their chairs.

Perhaps I should be more concerned about the dirt and clutter in my heart than I am about the dirt and clutter in our home............

"Create in me a new, clean heart, O God, filled with clean thoughts and right desires." Psalm 51:10 (TLB)