Sunday, November 13, 2011

That fresh, miny clean feeling...


[I know you guys have all been hankering after another of my introspective, thought-provoking posts. It seems like forever and a day since I've posted one. But since my inspiration is finally being nice to me on my secret novel, I guess I can try shooting for an amazingly inspirational post. ^_^ Here goes nuthin'....]

I'm a weird person. You want to know why? I'm obsessed with keeping my mouth squeaky clean. After I eat, I wash my mouth out with about half a bottle of water. Then I floss. Then, after about ten or fifteen minutes, I have to go brush my teeth because a bad taste is spreading through my mouth. It makes me think about all the bacteria that's starting to feed on the particles of food on my teeth, and I'm like, BLEGH! I can't think straight until I run upstairs and brush my teeth thoroughly. And I do mean thoroughly. I brush my tongue, the inside of my cheeks, and the roof of my mouth. I spit out the toothpaste, rinse the brush, and go over my teeth again just in case. The one thing I hate about toothpaste, though, is that it leaves a yucky sugary residue that starts tasting EYUUUCK after about half an hour, so I have to go get a drink. T.T lol. I'm always drinking water, not because I'm thirsty but because my mouth tastes funny. And I must brush my teeth every two or three hours. I don't keep count.

If you think about it, life is exactly like that. As human beings, we do, experience, and witness a lot of distasteful things. Heartbreak. Abuse. War. Sexual immorality. Sorcery. Lying, cheating, stealing, murdering. Little things, like losing your temper or not cleaning your room. It's all over the place! Everything leaves particles and residues in your brain that start rotting and growing spiritual "bacteria" if you don't do something about it.

When a Christian refers to someone's heart being "dirty," they envision a coating of dirt or mud. Because I've been raised in a Christan family, sometimes I think like that, too. But, honestly, to my mind dirt really isn't all that dirty. It's just dirt. God created the dirt to be the perfect source of nutrients, and the perfect recycling method. Things that were dead feed life to the plants that, in turn, give animals and humans life. And let's not forget, you're talking to the two-year-old girl who actually ate mud and offered some to her dad. xD

No, I think real "dirt" is bacteria, viruses, and all kinds of germs. I'm very conscientious about that. I'm continually washing my hands for apparently no reason; I'm always brushing my teeth way more than I should. I even get jittery when something potentially bacteria-infested brushes my arm or leg and I go stick my foot in the sink. xD Or if I think it possibly got on my clothes, I hurry up and change as quickly as possible.

So, when I think of a "dirty" heart, I compare it to a dirty mouth. I think of a festering, nasty infection with pus...kind of like a really bad ingrown toenail. Am I weird? Yes, I most certainly am, dears. I think of the world being germy. I think of every little tiny bad thing that I do as a brush with potentially bacteria-infested objects. I'm like, EYEWWWW....and I run off to God to get a spiritual checkup and some free spiritual toothpaste, floss, and a brand new toothbrush. ^_^ After I really have a good talk with God, I really feel better. Even if I'm just spouting off all of my emotions. I'm glad that no matter how stupid I am or how dirty and bacteria-infested I get, God's always going to be happy to clean me up again. ^_^

1 comment:

  1. Wow, Sally! Good post, it reminds me that when God says "FILTHY RAGS" he doesn't just mean a little spot, he means like disgusting "you-just-cleaned-the-bathroom-kitchen-and-killed-cockroaches-and-all-types-of-bug-ridden-guts-with-lots-and-lots-of-mold-mildew-and-throw-up-and-more-disgusting-things-than-words-to-say-on-a-rag" type of "filthy rags". With that being said, I think that God cleaned us well, when most people would just throw that rag away, too disgusted to clean it. Teehee But God's wonderful Son's rag detergent is too good for words to say, eh? I would say that His Washing HAD to be hard, on us, and still is, but when he undid what we did to ourselves, (but not to say that we should continuously say that we are that bad, cuz God has risen us up for His glory to shine on us, and tho we might've been those "FILTHY RAGS" b4 we are not anymore, we are cleaned in the blood of Jesus forever!

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    AMEN!

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