My husband and I bought our house almost five years ago. We are still working on all those little things that we thought needed to be fixed or updated in this almost-30-year-old house.
Since we are expecting our third child in late August, I've felt very pressured to get a lot of those projects on my to-do list finished. One project we've really been focusing on is repainting most of the house.
This time around, I chose to go with a semi-gloss paint since it is definitely more scrub-able (is that a word?) than satin finish paint that we used the first time around. HOWEVER, one thing I've noticed is that the slightest touch leaves a shiny smudge on the wall. With two little kids, you can bet we've already accumulated MANY of these little smudges.
Try as I might, every time I walk by a certain wall in our living room, my eyes cannot help but go right to those little imperfections--those smudges. It drives me crazy because I want those walls to look the best they can.
The other day, I was hit by this sudden deep thought.
What if I were concerned with all of the "smudges" in my life, the smudges on my character and personality that maybe aren't always as noticeable, but that God always sees? Wouldn't God rather me be focused on improving the smudges on my soul, rather than be focused so much on how my house looks?
Just like this house, I'm nearing the 30 year mark. I have many cracks and flaws, and there are many things about me that could be "updated" as well! While God doesn't expect me to be perfect, he does expect me to work on my weaknesses, to make me a stronger, better worker for Him.
Maybe I go walk around, day to day, looking for these things to keep my mind off of what needs to be improved with me on the inside. I'm not sure, but I do know this one thing...
Suddenly, those smudges on the wall didn't seem so important anymore...