If only it would stay clean. It seems like a hundred times a day, my floor screams its in need of a broom.
In spite of many time-saving conveniences and super-duper cleaning agents, dust and dirt continue to appear on my floors, walls, mirrors, and more. Our recent move to the country has brought a whole new set of particles floating through the air.
I just want to clean once a week and be done with it. But my dream is elusive and remains just that … a dream.
So I pick up the broom and dustpan and begin once more. Sesame seeds from a breakfast bagel, green lawn clippings, hair that I’d rather still have on my head, and dust bunnies, although at this stage of life Bob and I do not have any pets, all gather in hard-to-reach places. Accumulated debris clinging to my supposedly magnetic Swiffer.
It’s a constant and ongoing task. And yet, what a reminder for every day. Just as my floors need a thorough sweep, so do the corners of my heart, a clean up in my attitude. Perhaps it’s easier to be negative than positive. From the moment we are born, we are inclined to complain that it’s too hot, it’s too cold, the weather outside is frightful, we have too many responsibilities and never enough time, money, or recognition.
Once my soul is cleansed and nothing negative remains, it is essential to fill the empty spaces the clean-out has created, for a vacuum will be filled with something. I want to be in control of that part.
And this is where another daily routine can be just what’s needed.
When God miraculously provided manna for the children of Israel, He mandated a daily routine. They were to only collect enough for that day, except on the sixth day when they were to pick up enough for two days, thereby recognizing the need for a Sabbath rest one day of the week.
God’s mercies are new every day, but unless I purposefully accept them and apply them to my life, they will never fill the void or accomplish God’s greater purpose in my life. Whether seasoned like Moses or a new leader, we all need soul feeding for
man does not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God (Matthew 4:4).
Guess I’ll just have to go grab the broom and clean up the mess so I will have time to partake of my daily bread.