“Why do you have to dust in THERE, too??” Precocious seven year old eyes peer at me as I run the dust rag along the very bottom shelf, in between all the pilled books, games, and knickknacks. It is easy to see why this shelf is overlooked – it is the very last place you would think to dust. “You have to dust everywhere – not just the places people look.” The words left my mouth without a lot of thought, but after I said them, I realized my cleaning motto should be implemented in the rest of my life.
How often do I leave the really high shelves or the spaces in between clutter dusty? How many times have I swept the last bit of dirt under the rug, or only cleaned the windows that get light every day? How often have I neglected to clean the schmuck out of the windowsill, or left crumbs in the edge of the drawer? Too often.
Too often do I put on a fake smile, and clean up the parts of my life that everyone can see. I make sure to dust off my facebook page, and vacuum up every indication of weakness from my demeanor. I stain-treat my relationship with my friends, and bleach down my language and music choices when I’m with people who might judge me. I clean all the visible shelves, but I don’t often bother with the ones that are harder to see.
I leave all the grime on my thoughts, and I don’t bother wiping down my spiritual life. I don’t febreeze the corners of my heart I keep secret, and I don’t sweep up the anger problems I have or my anxiety attacks.
I might clean my house well, but how well do I clean my life?
“The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks.” Luke 6:45
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