By Patrick Hawthorne
“Lord,” whine…sigh…whine some more. “Please change so-and-so because they are about to drive me slap up a wall.
“Why do I need to change? I’m not the one with the problem…they are. Don’t You see what they are doing? If You would just open their eyes to see that they have a problem…
Don’t you just hate it when the Lord expects you to conform to His righteous standards in the middle of a whine –eh’ prayer fest for another person? I know, I know, your prayer was filled with good intentions. You were simply trying to help your fellow brethren and sistren to not be conformed to the standards of this world but to be transformed by the renewing of their minds to YOUR perfect will for them.
Well, it so happened the other day that I was piddling about with my daily job activities when I came across something that totally disgusted me. As I was throwing my judgmental two cents into determining the cause of the problem, I realized I was just as guilty as the person I was lecturing…no, not to the same degree, but on a similar path.
Would you like to know what it was I was lecturing the person on? It was clutter. I was talking to a man and a woman who were facing possible eviction because they refused to rid their apartment of major clutter and it was beginning to affect their immediate neighbors. As I shared with the man cleaning tips to help alleviate the problem, I saw my own pants haphazardly thrown on the floor because I was too lazy to put them in the laundry basket. I saw my shoes thrown here and there because it was too much of a walk to make it to the closet.
The Lord, at the very moment I was in my “Holier –Than-Thou” zone, began to show me that many of my prayers to help others actually begins with me first helping myself. You see, I have been on this kick, which I know is of the Holy Spirit, to write in a manner that will help the Body of Christ to wake from our slumber. But, how can I help you to wake from your slumber when I’m still in bed myself? Change me, Lord!
That very night, I went home and began my quest to de-clutter my home and my life. Baby steps…Baby steps… Be blessed.