Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Painted Doors For Example

As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, "Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!"

"Martha, Martha," the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."
(Luke 10:38-42 NIV)




Friday morning came and I was ill prepared for my guests—ten of them to be precise. I drove my daughter to school at 6:45am, my son at 7:30am then I was off to race the clock before my first guest arrived at 9:00am.

Most of my visitors came from such fine living that I was constantly humbled and overwhelmed. My house looks clean and pretty enough, I thought. However, it seemed like something was not quite right. I cleaned every window again, emptied and refilled the fish tank, washed the dishes in steaming hot water and made the beds. I asked the Lord to set my mind in order.

A little less frazzled in my brain, I wisely deliberated not to paint the front door—no one will notice. Though both kids’ rooms were swept by the same storm, closing their doors would suffice.

As I hastened through the cleaning and table set-ups I realized I was quite proud of my little home and hoped my company would appreciate the whimsical decorations. They did.

When I finally had a chance to rest, I thought of Jesus, my most important guest. Have I done all the right and necessary preparations? Is my house in order? When He finally gets here will he be pleased?

Have I driven the Word home to my children? Are the windows of my heart cleaned or are there still issues I need to Windex? Have I taken care of everything that was set on my plate? How many doors have I shut to keep the clutter of life in, or maybe out, so I don’t have to deal with the noise? A quick cover of paint and maybe the Lord won’t notice. “Forgive me Lord. I have not done my best cleaning for you. Let me start today.”





2 comments:

Lady G~ said...

I often think about this too. Am I pleasing my Savior? I think we all struggle with that. I feel the key is that we are "striving" to please Him and that's what He wants us to do. He knows that we are sinful by nature, but He's pleased when he sees us striving.

When the day comes, you will here, "Well done my good and faithful servant..."

The GateKeeper said...

I agree . . . it's good to strive in this manner.

 
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