As a child I would play in my sandbox for hours on end. I would have all my dolls lined up and make each one a “mud” pie. Then we would have a “mud meal.” After six hours of my fun, I was dirt from head to toe. Mother would call me in for dinner, then as I entered the door, she would say, “Deborah Jan (always first and middle name), clean up your mess!” As I’ve expressed in previous posts, I was a slow learner.
As I look back over many years, I see how many messes I got myself into. Poor choices, willful disobedience, pride, anger, blaming others … you name it, I’ve ended up in messes and deep trouble. Thankfully, God saw past my imperfections and created a new person.
I’m reminded of my messes from the Mental Health Mondays we’ve been holding at church recently. We gather together to see what the Bible says about our mind and our mental health (or lack thereof). The Bible has a lot to say!
