I have another confession to make. It’s nothing deep, but it’s something random I just realized the other day.
I really like vacuuming. Is that weird? For some reason, I find something so upbeat about it. Lately, I get into these cleaning moods and go crazy with the cleaning supplies. Or as I like to call it, I have sporadic “fits of domesticity.” I just love turning on my music (not gonna lie, usually Shania Twain or High School Musical) and dancing around the room and singing. Or dancing as I clean my mirrors or wash dishes. I feel so productive!
This whole thing reminds me a bit of being on work crew at Windy Gap. We worked sooooo hard all day and it was pretty difficult at times. I have so much respect for people who do it for a month. Anyway, we would turn up the music and just laugh and sing while we did it. We didn’t really have the choice to not do the work, so we figured we might as well have a good time with it.
I guess I feel like in some weird way, having fun while I do something boring like cleaning helps me develop the kind of attitude that I want to have in the rest of my life. I know God is going to put things before me that I don’t want to do, whether it’s waking up early for Bible study, giving up comfort for him, or simply interacting with people in a way that frankly scares the heck out of me. But whether or not I want them to be, those things are there, and following Christ means taking a deep breath, setting down my pride and my desires, and getting started.
But I say, why do we have to do those things with just enough energy to get them done, with just enough enthusiasm to accomplish the minimum? I propose we live our lives as though Shania Twain is always blasting on a boombox next to us. I propose that we dance and sing when life gets boring and tedious, when it seems like everything we do is something we HAVE to do, and not something we want to do. I say we live as though the only thing that matters is that the dirty floor beneath our feet is clean and that we clean it with a smile. Who cares what comes next? There are windows to be washed, songs to be danced to, and people to love. I say we get started.
Who’s with me? : )
Confession…I do not have the spiritual depth to vacuum like that.
but I love you for saying it all!