I wrote this post a bit ago, but I never posted it. I actually found it helpful to read back over now and think about how I’ve learned since when I wrote this post. Hopefully it’s encouraging.
On Monday night we hosted our Connect Group at our house. Knowing that we were having company that night made me really ambitious that day to make sure our house was clean. I needed to clean some things anyways, and one of those things was our shower. Oh, the beloved shower.
Of all tasks that are related with a clean house, I hate cleaning the shower probably the most. I’ll do ten toilets, no problem, but that shower is just such a pain. It stares me in the face every morning, begging me to acknowledge its dirtiness – to do something about it. Alas, often I just look and then quickly turn away.
On Monday, though, not only did I have the time, but I also had the incentive – guests. So I removed our bath mats from our bathroom, put some messy clothes on and rubber gloves and started scrubbing.
Is it bad for me to admit that there was a bit of mold in the grout of the tiles? Now, before I keep going, let me just say, I have cleaned my shower in the last year, and I would even go so far as to say that most people wouldn’t think twice about whether or not my shower is clean. I am otherwise a clean freak. Every other part of my house is normally very clean. So it doesn’t really match up. The grout in our shower is apparently the wrong kind, though, and it turns into pink mold – like bright pepto bismol pink!
I cleaned it. I borrowed my friends’ mold killer, and I tackled that shower better than ever before.
No surprise, once it was clean (and even days later), I am still looking at that shower with excitement, with satisfaction at the effort and the result. Our shower looks awesome now, and I am thrilled to use it all the time.
Why am I talking about my shower?
As I was cleaning it, God gave me this insight into cleaning showers and repentance. Deep, I know… ;) However, I thought about it a bit more, and I was so thankful for this revelation.
He pointed out to me that cleaning the shower – the feelings associated with that task – is often similar to our response to taking care of our issues or sin or repentance. It never looks appealing. You might see it but turn away quickly – “I’ll deal with it later”. When confronted with our own shortcomings, the effort to actually take care of it can seem so daunting that it’s easier to glance away and just continue on with life.
However, in doing that, we still have to see the “dirty shower”, we have to live with it and use it. It’s not going to go away, and it’s most definitely not going to take care of itself. We have to act! And, with blessed assurance, we can know the fullness, the excitement, the satisfaction, after we do.
How good to have taken care of that? How good to look at something so clean and sparkly and white! It’s beautiful.
Now after taking care of my shower, I have this urge to tackle it much quicker than before. When it starts to get a little dusty, I will remember this and take care of it. At least that’s the hope.
That’s the hope with my issues as well. How much easier to repent upon first revelation? Rather than after repeated revelation, when it’s sunk in a little deeper, there’s more to do, habits have formed. It’s much more difficult then.
What’s the chore you really hate doing? Do you see the correlation?