of my house cleaning obsession. I think. When I first started working, I nearly drove myself crazy trying to keep everyhing together. But, as each day goes by, I am relaxing bit by bit. Its not easy, but I am realizing that I have to have priorities. It feels pretty good.
Its just like with Jesus, we spend so much time getting dressed for the party, and worrying about looking and sounding just right, that by the time we get there, he is already gone. HE just wants us….its more like a pizza party, come as you are, than a formal dinner. Is anyone following me here ?Jesus is into comfort, thus the name….the comforter.
I know , my mind goes in a million different directions, but at least my house is dirty !Thats a start.