“Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of Him
to whom we must give account.” Hebrews 4:13
Dear Jesus,
Last week I walked into my closet, looked at my handiwork of new shelves and drawers and admired my homemade ingenuity. Organized. Everything in place, clutter gone, I had mastered the closet! But dear Lord, you and I both know about the secret motive behind that mission. There is more to the story than tidiness and neatness. The ultimate player in this scenario was a heart that stood with hands on hips and said, “I will be the boss!” I turned into a Tasmanian whirlwind for a weekend and whipped that little few feet by few feet space into shape. After I was finished I stood there and congratulated my defiant little self all over the place. Now I know there is nothing wrong with organizing and cleaning out. We need to do those things. Hard work can be very rewarding. But the driving force in all of this was a wrong motive – I called it the „control monster?. Feeling helpless in so many areas of my life I was determined to be the boss of something even if it was the closet. Instead of being yielded to you and going about my work with joyfulness, I went at it with a vengeance and purpose to conquer and rule. And what did I gain? So what if the area was rearranged and more manageable, my heart was still not submissive to you. It always comes back to that, doesn?t it Lord; a heart issue. This had nothing to do with a brick and mortar dwelling. This was about a heart that was determined to work things out for herself and in doing so I forfeited the peace of trusting you. That is what impure motives do to us. Our work may look marvelous and it may be quite beneficial, but you see the thoughts behind the things we do. Everything is open to your eyes. Thank you for showing me this through a little closet. I want to be Spirit led in all things; the big, the small, and the in-between ways of my ordinary, everyday life. Praise you Lord Jesus for patiently and lovingly revealing these things to me. And that is why I can?t help but smile and think of you when I go into my closet. Amen.
Love,
Penny
