Some of our family came to visit this weekend. It was such a wonderful weekend full of laughter, eating, shopping, and just relaxing. The only thing that would have made it even more perfect would have been if Tanner would have been there. However, we knew he was content because he was serving at his favorite place - Beautiful Feet Mission in Fort Worth, Texas.
As amazing as this weekend was I have to make a confession. The days leading up to their arrival revealed a terrible character trait in me: pride. I didn't realize just how big and ugly it was until God pointed it out.
As I was cleaning the bathroom I was frustrated that our tub has this ugly stain that will not come out. No matter what I try. It makes me look like a horrible house keeper. It is just nasty. So embarrassing. Then I started thinking that I really needed to go buy new towels because ours are not really the nicest for company. That made me start thinking about how half of my dinner dishes are chipped because my boys are not always the most careful when unloading the dishwasher so maybe I should go get a few dishes. Then I started noticing other things that I wished I could make "just so" before their arrival and God just said, "STOP!"
He reminded me of exactly where Tanner was at that moment. Serving homeless people in Fort Worth. People I love so very much. People who have absolutely nothing when I have absolutely everything. And I had let my pride take priority over what was important which was welcoming our family into our home. Spending time with them. Making memories during the time we were going to share.
Psalm 29:23 says "pride brings a person low" and I believe it, because it focuses on me-me-me instead of others like it is intended. Once God convinced me to let go of everything and just focus on the weekend I felt free.
Even free to ignore my home and that little spider web I noticed in the corner as we ate supper because we were all laughing at another funny story that was being told.