Feeling congested and a bit loopy at work today, I chuckled to myself as I swiped a box of KimWipes from the lab to blow my nose with.  What an expensive box of tissues.  The box read, “KimWipes: delicate task wipers“.  And I thought, “Wiping my nose…is a delicate task, indeed.”  Teehee.

My friend has a theory that one’s room is a reflection of one’s heart and mind.  In other words, a messy room = a messy heart and likewise, a clean room = a clean heart.  Whoa, whoa, whoa there. My room ranges from can’t-see-the-floor messy to spic and span (sometimes I like to let the clutter build up before I tidy it all up so that I feel that sense of accomplishment, hah!), and I’ve never once linked the state of my room to my heart’s condition.  Now as I examine my room and my heart, though, I begin to wonder if my friend was right.

Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.