Poop is Poop

This morning when I took Xena for a walk, it was a lovely 64 degrees. During June in Alabama, that is rare. It was wonderful!

We went to the local school and I let her off leash to sniff around and do her business. I saw where she was and made a mental note of the area. When she finished, I walked directly to the spot. Or so I thought.

I looked and looked for 20 minutes or so. I could smell it so I knew I was close but still couldn’t find it. I retraced my steps and kept looking. Xena was no help.

I prayed that the Lord would show me the poop. He does have a sense of humor.

I still looked for another five minutes. I prayed again, “Please, Lord, show me the poop!”

And there it was.

I bagged it and Xena and I made the trip home.

Now, I could have left it there by rationalizing. The kids are out of school. It wasn’t necessarily in a well-traveled part of the school grounds. It would rain…eventually.

But the truth is, poop is poop and I wouldn’t want to walk through it. I wouldn’t want anyone else to roll in it. So, I searched for it until it was found.

The Holy Spirit wants to reveal the poop in our hearts too. Search me, know me, reveal to me anything hidden in me that is not of You.

Ouch! I am full of pride. I am full of criticism. I am full of poop. These are things in my heart that if left unattended will overflow from my mouth and affect those around me.

But God! He loves me so. He reveals the depth of my sin, reminds me that He covered it with His blood. He convicts but doesn’t condemn. I am forgiven and restored. I am whole, in Jesus’ name.

Do you have poop in your heart? Are there things in your life that need to be exposed and then rooted out? Ask your Creator to reveal those things to you. Repent and change directions. He loves you too!