I visited a friend this week. The first thing I noticed when I pulled up at her home was how wild it looked. I remember thinking, “It almost looks like no one lives here.” Everything was overgrown, tree limbs and pinecones were scattered about, and walking to the front door there was a layer of dust on everything in sight. When you live out in the country on a dirt road this is to be expected, but this amount of dust?
My friend is in a season of life where property maintenance is no longer possible. She explained to me that the young man that used to help her isn’t available, and she hasn’t found (and trained) someone else yet. So things looked rundown.
After a day of visiting and catching up, I spent some time outside sprucing things up a bit. A little weed whacking, a pass thru with a wheelbarrow to pick up winter wind debris, wash down the porch furniture and hose off the porch and it looks like her home again. “Someone lives here and is happy” it declares to everyone passing by.
As I was doing the work I thought about how like us this picture is. When I’m not taking care of myself it shows. If I don’t brush my teeth, you know. If I neglect my hair, you see it. If I wear dirty clothes it’s obvious to everyone, especially when I get close for a hug.
It’s the same when I neglect my relationship with the Lord. If I don’t spend time with Him every day it shows. I lose my peace, joy fades and I become consumed with the cares of life. My smile fades and worry lines appear to take its place. You see it on me, and I see it on you… if we’re looking.