Today I took a day off for me...translated that means that I am cleaning to house like crazy...however I did paint my nails...red! I've had coffee...hmm that reminds me I need to make some more. I feel like I've accomplished alot...but when I started to tell my hubby all I had done...it didn't seem like so much. I wonder if this isn't so different from being a "good" Christian. I can have others tell me how insert compliment here I am but when I start to tell God about this...it really feels a little like me bragging about say walking to the end of the driveway. Ok let me insert a disclaimer here (even though it's my blog and I shouldn't need a disclaimer) I KNOW that getting to the end of the drive is impossible for some, even getting out of bed it a monumental task, but I am a healthy young (no comments please) adult so this is a normal task.
Paul talks to Timothy about completing the race: 2 Timothy 4:7 "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." We do good things to please the Lord but even then we are still sinners, disgusting and untouchable in His sight. Should I then stop...no I have the assurance that I am covered in the perfect blood of Christ because that is what God sees when I hold up my day to Him. I try to teach my children to glorify God each day. My actions will teach them more than anything I can ever say to them so I will keep the faith, I will continue to fight the fight to get'er done.
