Friday, January 11, 2013

Washed Away..



I kneel here at midnight on my kitchen floor, the smell of Pinesol strong in my nostrils, hands dripping cleaner and the warm water.  I think of floors I have washed, so many.  I have good new mops and I don't need to kneel here, but I pray as I clean, wiping in small round circles. Two good reasons to be here on my knees. The dirt wipes away; cocoa stains, boot prints, pasta sauce, a muddy footprint, and the grime of many feet walking. Sin gets wiped away in confession; harsh words, uncompleted tasks, small untruths. Clean.

 I tire of cleaning floors, but Jesus never tires of cleaning me, making me the pure vessel He desires.

5 comments:

  1. That is beautiful, Anita! Must be why we have the saying "Cleanliness is next to Godliness"!

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  2. Why were you cleaning your floor at midnight???? Glad you could be reminded of the gospel even in such a mundane moment.

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  3. I will be looking for cake carriers, and you a vase! I'm a bit lazy about driving anywhere though...getting too timid towards driving lately.

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  4. Hi Anita. That is a great idea (white cover w/handkerchiefs).
    I have a white cover too. I just saw handkerchiefs cheap somewhere so I will have to try to jog my memory and figure out where I saw that!

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  5. Thanks! Soap making is actually easier than baking.

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