T-minus 10 minutes. You frantically run around the house, picking up toys and random things on the floor as you go. In the blink of an eye, you've vacuumed the house, mopped the floor, and washed the dishes. Not even a speck of dust is seen when you open the door for your friend.
Ever been here? The need to have a spotless house when guests come over.
Can I be honest with you for a second? I don’t like when my friend’s houses are spotless when I come over.
Because the most soul-bearing conversations I’ve ever had—the most connected I’ve ever felt to another person—is when their house is how life is: a mess.
I love it when a person trusts me enough to know that I don’t care about the state of their house; I care about them. It’s such a special feeling.
Life is not a perfectly disinfected countertop. Life is not a floor with no dog hair on it. Life is not clothes always perfectly folded and put away.
Life is real. It’s raw.
This is how Jesus wants to see us.
Prayers do not have to be tidy to be heard. They can be messy and dirty. Just get it all out and give it to God.