Yesterday, I packed up the Christmas decorations and took down the tree. While at it, I dusted and polished, wiped and washed, swept and vacuumed the dust that had accumulated over the busyness of the last few weeks. It wasn’t all that bad really; a lot less painful than I thought. Making the time to get the job done was half the battle and with the help of my men, the task went along pretty smooth. All in all, a productive day and one I can look at and smile.
Today as I began my day, I quickly flitted through the house tidying up those few things out of place. It felt good to know the major task was done and just the surface had to be spiffed up a bit. I put my son on the bus, showered, grabbed my coffee and headed to my “comfy chair” (i.e. snuggle chair when granddaughter, Breezie is here). Heading straight to my office, my study, my sanctuary, call it what you like but it is my meeting place with God. I get plenty of quiet there, a place that sooths my soul, allows me to think, and has a sufficient supply of tissue.
Ah, a new year, a fresh start, but resolutions are not for me. Too many are broken, too many are only surface deep. Too many are just dreams that come to an abrupt end when I awake to the reality of life. This year I just decided that I am going to let God make all my decisions. Well, it’s not that simple really but it’s a start and it sounds good, doesn’t it?
As I prayed, read, and studied this morning, God told me it was time to clean house. I just had…or so I thought. Only this time I was the house, the vessel in which was to be deep cleaned. At that moment I wasn’t so sure having God make decisions for me was going to be such a good idea. But I also know he’s never steered me wrong. How long will this deep clean take? Hopefully, just a few hours, like putting away the decorations and dusting up the dirt. Somehow, I doubt that; six months, a year, maybe a lifetime. All I know is that God and I are going to be looking into every nook and cranny of my soul. Every thought and action will be analyzed. I will be called accountable for every hint of anger, jealousy, greed, or haughty attitude. That is a scary confession to make to you.
As God works on me, opening spaces that have remained closed for years, I will share with you the process of how the God of the universe is also the God of grace. He knows the plans he has for me (Jeremiah 29:11) and I stand firm in the promises he has made. I also know this, as I keep it on a 3×5 tucked in my Bible which I look at often, the words of the Apostle Paul:
“I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead. Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 3:10-14)
So, Lord, I’m ready. It may not be pleasant but the outcome will be worth it. Scrub away. Oh, and don’t forget to get behind the ears.










