Don’t Let Preparing for the Lord Keep Him Out

Don’t Let Preparing for the Lord Keep Him Out

I clean up before the cleaners come. I know how that sounds. But there it is. Two nice ladies show up every couple of weeks to do a job I’m grateful someone else will do, and every time—without fail—I spend the hour before they arrive picking up, straightening, making the place look less like what it actually is. I don’t want them to think I’m a slob. They’re there to clean my house. And I hide the mess before they arrive. I thought about that w…