Okay, maybe not so much dirty as just plain messy. The above photo is of my desk in the office. It is a pure wreck! Papers piled high and kids through their stuff up there too. The dog comes in with a shoe and it gets thrown on the desk (instead of in the closet). It's just a WRECK! Consequently I am embarrassed for anyone to see inside my office.
At Christmas time we pull boxes and boxes of decorations out of our attic, down 2 flights of stairs, and empty them of their decorations. We then used to carry empty boxes back up 2 flights of stairs, wait 4 weeks and bring them back down 2 flights of stairs to fill. In recent years we've decided to just put them in the office for the month of December, since no one goes in the office anyway.
My husband and I hosted our Sunday school Christmas party this December. About 40 folks came over to our house. I'd cleaned the house up spotlessly (Except of course the office, which was a wreck with all the usual stuff, all the Christmas boxes and everything else from everywhere else that I'd thrown into the office to hide for the party.) I instructed my husband, "NO ONE IS ALLOWED IN THE OFFICE!"
The party was going well. Someone brought a card to give our Sunday school teacher as a thank you and wanted every one to sign it. She asked my husband where is an "out of the way place" she could put the card to have everyone slip in and sign the card secretly. Guess where he sent them?!?!??! IN THE OFFICE!!
Are you kidding me? One by one folks were going in to see my dirty side! I only wanted them to see the clean part. And while I was very unhappy about this, the fact is everyone saw the real me, both sides. (Well, everyone who signed the card before I saw what was going on, freaked out, and moved the card.)
You know, it's not just my home where I want people to only see the best of me. In my daily living I put forward my "best face." I don't want people to see the dirty side of me. The side that utters a swear word, or yells at my kids when they mess up, or gets really mad at my husband because he sent folks into my office. I only want people to see the nice neat portion of me. But both sides exist.
I'm thankful for a heavenly Father who sees and knows all of me, and sent his son to die for my dirty side. He even helps me clean up the dirty side of me.
Do I have any other volunteers to clean up, you know, the dirty side of my office?
Matthew 8:2,3 -- A man with leprosy came and knelt before him and said, "Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean." Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man. "I am willing," he said. "Be clean!" Immediately he was cured of his leprosy.