Week 26 – Housekeeping
A couple of college guys lived in a dirty dorm room. They were the keepers of the school’s mascot, a goat. They asked the dean if they could move the goat into their dorm room during cold weather. The dean said, “Well, what about the smell?” The college guys said, “Oh, he’ll just get used to it.”
I am amazed at the work our housekeeping team is able to do. To “flip a room” after a massive camp to prepare for another camp is hard work. Just imagine that smell. To do it once is a challenge but to do it over and over for 10 straight weeks can be torture.
Victoria Metscher leads our team that does housekeeping. The next time you are on campus you need to say thank you to her. Windermere could not do what we do without her faithful service!
Jesus himself talked about “housekeeping” when he spoke these words-
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
The word that is translated “pure” has two meanings: clean and unmixed. The idea is integrity – a singleness of heart; as opposed to a double heart or divided heart.
The highest joy of man comes from housekeeping in the deepest part of the heart. When the heart is pure, then the vision is clear and a man will see God.
When we see God, we see others as God sees them. Housekeeping prepares you for ministry. I love a good teacher story. Only the pure in heart can do ministry like this –
In the book entitled, “The Whisper Test,” Mary Ann Bird writes: I grew up knowing I was different, and I hated it. I was born with a cleft palate, and when I started school, my classmates made it clear to me how I looked to others: a little girl with a misshapen lip, crooked nose, lopsided teeth, and garbled speech. When schoolmates asked, “What happened to your lip?” I’d tell them I’d fallen and cut it on a piece of glass. Somehow it seemed more acceptable to have suffered an accident than to have been born different. I was convinced that no one outside my family could love me.
There was, however, a teacher in the second grade whom we all adored-Mrs. Leonard by name. She was short, round, happy-a sparkling lady.
Annually we had a hearing test…Mrs. Leonard gave the test to everyone in the class, and finally it was my turn. I knew from past years that as we stood against the door and covered one ear, the teacher sitting at her desk would whisper something, and we would have to repeat it back-things like “The sky is blue” or “Do you have new shoes?” I waited there for those words that God must have put into her mouth, those seven words that changed my life. Mrs. Leonard said, in her whisper, “I wish you were my little girl.”
Thank you Lord, for those who are pure in heart.
It is always a pretty day at the lake.