Mopping floors (well, at least sweeping them).
Dusting (at least the downstairs)
Putting things away (hopefully not just stuffing them in a closet)
Then, I clean up THAT grit.
How often do I clean up my grit, spiritual and physical, for other people. Not just for me? Not just for my family? Not just for my God?
Am I comfortable with a level of grit in my relationship with God? Do I leave a layer of grime and figure, I'll just save that for another day?
"Create in my a clean heart, O God," runs through my mind. What is that grit that I've pretended to overlook? What is that grit that I look at say, "Everyone has that" just like I might say, "Who dusts their ceiling fans every week?"
(Okay, half way through writing this, I pause and think, grit doesn't necessarily mean grime and dirt, it's more about abrasiveness. Oh well, no editing allowed! Besides, dust can be irritating, yes?)
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