This morning while I was making breakfast, I was thinking over my weekend and was sweetly reminded by my God that He loves me. See, my house is out of control messy. We have clutter everywhere. I have been having convictions about the messiness because my dear husband built us this house with his own two hands. He loves a neat house and does occasionally get frustrated by the mess.
Friday, my daughter and I went to an overnight birthday party for a friend. The other mother/daughter group there happened to be a lady who loves to minister to moms who desire to neaten up. Now, Annie did not lecture, or even bring it up herself. I asked her when we ran to her house to pick up something she had forgotten for the party. When I saw her house, which was neat as a pin, I asked her if it came naturally. She said she did it partly because she enjoyed it and partly because it made things run so much more smoothly.
Anyway, back to my point. When I went to her house, I was inspired. Now, I know that by having such a messy house is sin because of all of the consequences to it. When someone is coming over, we have to spend literally hours preparing. It is so stressful. And things get lost and broken because they are left laying around. Laundry is always somewhere besides the dresser, etc. Besides the conviction that this is really part of my job and I'm disappointing my husband by keeping it so very badly.
My dear God, instead of bopping me upside the head with some tragedy because of the mess, brought me Annie and so sweetly and gently inspired me. He took my by the hand and led me to someone who would encourage me and love me for who I am.
I am so humbled and grateful. You truly are amazing, God.
Thank you,

Tandy Sue