5 Days From Grace for the Moment (Note-Taking Edition)نموونە

Most of my life I’ve been a closet slob. Then I got married.

I enrolled in a twelve-step program for slobs. (“My name is Max, I hate to vacuum.”) A physical therapist helped me rediscover the muscles used for hanging shirts. My nose was reintroduced to the fragrance of Pine Sol.

Then came the moment of truth. Denalyn went out of town for a week. Initially, I reverted to the old man. I figured I’d be a slob for six days and clean on the seventh. But something strange happened, a curious discomfort. I couldn’t relax with dirty dishes in the sink.

What had happened to me? Simple. I’d been exposed to a higher standard.

Isn’t that what has happened with us? Before Christ our lives were out of control, sloppy, and indulgent. We didn’t even know we were slobs until we met him. Suddenly we find ourselves wanting to do good.

Go back to the old mess? Are you kidding?