I praise the Lord every night for my tub and nice warm water. I have many friends who tell me they would love to take a bath, but they don't have the time. So important is it to me, that I make the time. It is a time to transition from mommy to wife. It is a time to pray, to ponder, to reflect. Alone, in the quiet, I cleanse my body and my soul.
I was doing some soul searching last night in my tub. I was thinking about an entry Ann V. wrote in her blog about the harvest. She eloquently wrote about her husband trying to get the harvest done ahead of an approaching storm. Her words challenged me. Am I as diligent about the harvest of souls that my Father has left to me? Do I pursue it as though a storm was approaching?
I have to confess that as I lay there in the quiet luxury of my tub, I couldn't think of a single thing that I had done that day for the Harvest. I had behaved as if I have all the time in the world for such things. Lord, please forgive me. Please give me a sense of urgency, a continuous awareness of the eternal. Clear my heart of the many temporal things that keep it occupied.