The other day I was standing in my guest bathroom,
looking for fine lines and wrinkles primping in front of the mirror, when I looked down at the sink and saw it.
Not the ring of dirt and grime around the bathroom faucet, but the ring of dirt and grime around my own heart. That ring that drives me to criticize those I love most. The ring that causes me to lash out in anger and frustration instead of love and gentleness.
“Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being, and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones that you have broken rejoice. Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.” Psalm 51:6-10
Thank you for joining me for this post on this Simply Sunday.
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