Is Priority Your Routine?

My Aunt used to say that she’d have a party or gathering every few months because it was a good excuse to get her house whipped into shape. I know that to be true for her because I saw it! Her home could be magazine ready at Christmas or for Bunko, but if I stopped in to say hi you’d think a tornado had gone through it.

If there’s a “Murphy’s Law” to keeping house I could prove it true. There’s a mile long list of the times I’ve had surprise visitors on the day I decided to NOT make the bed, or picked that day to purge the hall closet.

Isn’t that the way things go? Things are sure to happen when you’re the least ready.

How do you stay ready?

Order keeps perspective. Priorities keep order.

My head and heart need order-first and foremost. It doesn’t matter what the day brings, joy or tragedy, when my head and heart are set right I know I can get through it and that’s why I fight for my morning routine. The rest of my day can go haywire, but I work to keep the first things I do each day priority and that helps me handle what lies ahead the best way I can.

Don’t be mistaken, I am human and I fail every day, but each time I’m faced with a challenge I learn from it. I learn that it won’t take me all the way down. Somehow I keep getting back up and I get another chance. Learning to catch myself before I react is hard, but the more I falter the more chances I’ll get to handle things right! Suffice it to say I finally get a little gun shy and gauge my response to things a bit more as time goes on.

My aunt kept her morning routine a priority and I know this to be true. The worn pages of her Bible along with the notes beside her broken-in chair where she sat every single morning were evidence. Her home may not have been tidy all the time, but the routine of her number one priority was spot on. No mess there. And let me assure you, that woman went through some hard-hard times and I know she made it through them because of that important routine.

When my time is come and I’m raptured from this world, it won’t matter if anything is done outside my work for the Kingdom.

God won’t judge me for the way I kept a home, or a yard or even how often I cleaned the stalls. It won’t matter the jobs I’ve done, tasks I’ve completed-or left undone, He will count the jewels in my crown by the number of lives I led to the Kingdom. Most likely I’ll go with a wagon full of poop and a sink full of dishes!

The way I learn to handle life helps me to lead others to do the same. Keeping God and His will number one priority keeps everything else in order. Exodus 20:3-He made it clear from the beginning...

Poop scoop in hand, hair in the wind, come quickly Dear Jesus-take my hand!