“One more coat” George said for the 7th time. “How much whiter can these walls get” I think and even vocalized with a sarcastic tone. We dip our “paint brushes” with tent pole handles into the lime wash. One stroke up the wall, one stroke down. We move to the next stall and its full of poop. Some nice and fresh, some hard as stone (sorry for that visual). We grab the shovel and start scraping. We’re making the white walls whiter and cleaning pip poop for them to just come and refill it with more in five minutes. YAY MINISTRY!
“One more coat” God does to clean us and make us white. He cleans or walls over and over again. He constantly makes me new. Not literally but, he scrapes the poop out of us, even though we’ll probably fill ourselves with more in 5 minutes (just like those cute piggies). The only difference is he doesn’t complain.
I’m so joyful to serve a God that constantly cleans me, washes my sins away and makes me new. SO, if God the creator of everything can do this for me I can put on my big girl panties and have a servants heart even when I’m cleaning pig poop and white washing walls.
Being able to travel the world and be a light for my favorite dude (GOD) has already been such an amazing, joyful expierence and I can’t wait to continue on with this new attitude.
