The Mud

Saturday, September 11, 2021
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Psalm 40:2 – He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. (NIV)

As much as I look forward to the return of rain after the heat of summer. I dread it at the same time, as I hate the mess of mud. With the dogs and small children running about, there always seems to be an overabundance of it. Take the other week, for instance.

I had worked hard cleaning my little house and even steam-cleaned my carpets, after washing the floors. Everything had just nicely dried, when my daughter came down from the big house to drop off my mail. As she and my younger granddaughter came into the porch, her two dogs scooted through the open gate, charged through the dog door into the porch and straight through into my kitchen and living room and onto my freshly laundered bed. My daughter and I were horrified at the muddy mess that these two scoundrels had made. Mud on the floor. Mud on the carpet. Mud on the bed.

Some time later, after I had restored order and was enjoying the results of my efforts, I heard my older, four-year-old granddaughter calling me. Thinking that she was at the front door, I went to take a look. I soon realized, however, that she was at the back door, which, for the first time, she had been able to open by herself. She hollered that she needed to use the bathroom.

Unfortunately, she had been in such a hurry to get where she needed to be, that she had neglected to remove — you guessed it — her very muddy boots. The bathroom floor, the mat by the sink, and the entrance rug at the back door all held the evidence of her trip. As my little house is under 400 square feet, this meant that since originally cleaning it from top to bottom a few hours earlier, all my hard work had been undone from one end of the house to the other.

I must admit that I felt very discouraged, and wondered why I had even bothered. What was the point in trying to keep the muddy mess at bay? It was then that I remembered the number of times that I have felt the same way about myself when, in my Christian walk, I have stumbled and fallen into the muddy bog of sin, only to discover that God never gives up on me — or anyone else, for that matter. When we humbly call to Him, He is always there to clean up our messy lives once again and set our feet on the solid path.

Today, if you are perhaps once again finding yourself in a messy situation, bogged down in the mire of sin, don't despair. Don't give up. Sin happens, just like mud happens. In God's sight, we are all definitely worth the bother of whatever it takes to clean us up and get us going in the right direction yet again.

All that we need to do is to be honest with ourselves and with Him concerning the situation, and to humbly ask for forgiveness and restoration through Jesus, Who loved us enough to lay down His life for all our sins — our muddy messes, so to speak — past, present, and future.

Prayer: Father God, thank You that You never give up on us. You are always faithful and can be counted on to lift us out of the mire that we have fallen into, when we openly confess our sin and ask for forgiveness. Today, bless and encourage each one who may be struggling with a muddy spiritual mess, to avail themselves of Your never-ending love that has the power to wash us whiter than snow. In Christ's name, we pray. Amen.

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Atlin, British Columbia, Canada

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  • PresbyCan Feedback says:

    Thank you.

    Thank you so much for this encouraging devotional. Blessings.

    Thanks Lynne, a very good devotion, enjoy those grandchildren.

    Thanks for sharing, Lynne.

    Good morning, Lynne,
    Thank you, thank you always for your devotionals.

    Thanks, Lynne, for another inspiring devotion. Blessings on your weekend and the week ahead.

    Thanks, Lynne, a vivid example! I also live in a tiny house, so can easily picture your dilemma.

    Lynne, you paint such vivid pictures of your circumstances, that the God-connection you draw remains etched on my mind. Well done and thanks.

    Hi Lynne
    We loved your muddy story but felt sorry for your repeated clean-up jobs. Likely we all can recall such happenings. Your application is excellent as we all have such a need for “clean-up.” Jesus is always the answer.
    Thanks again.

    Hi Lynne,
    Thank you for your life-giving message today that God never gives up on us, forgives us when we confess, and sets up on our feet again.
    Blessings on you and your writing.
    I don’t think I would have been as calm as you!

    Love the simplicity of your title and the fact that your devotional delivers what you promise – lots of delightful ‘mud’ stories! Thanks for peopling your writing with grandchildren and animals and making them so clear and compelling, every word simple and necessary. You could live anywhere in the world and this devotional will still hold.

    Dear Lynne,
    Oh, my what a job you have had to deal with! Having lived in the far north of Alberta years ago I know so well dealing with mud as yards and roadways had no pavement. You have expressed so well how muddy our lives can get with sin and how our loving Lord is ever ready to serve us and clean up our messy lives. We must be ever thankful for His unfailing love and care for us. Blessings for these special writings you do.

    Hello Lynne, with a new picture of you in your tiny house, about the size of the living room. I live in my daughter’s house. I have a large bedroom and large bathroom. And what is mud? We had a downpour of rain for about 15 minutes Thursday evening and my son-in-law sat out on the front porch to watch and smell the beautiful rain! I kept cheering it on, but God seemed to have a different plan. California, and especially southern is desperately in need of rain as our lakes are all drying up. I’d say that the majority of lawns here are gone except for artificial, and the rock industry has done well. Some will put all the blame on God for ruining lives, and those of us who put our trust in Him, know that He has a plan that is taking place as time goes on. I’ll be 97 this year but who knows much longer my time will be. I know I’m ready to be with Him, but I love life too. What your will is, my Dear Lord.
    God bless you.

    Dear Lynne,
    What an ordeal that reflects so many things that can muddy our lives so quickly and unexpectedly at times. I can relate. Thanks for sharing.

    Good morning, Lynne,
    What a lovely picture of your little home and your struggle with “mud” and relating it to our struggle with since and that both can be cleaned up, one with some work by us and one with our faith in Jesus Christ. We all need encouragement when we have fallen in the trap of sin and to remember that God is always willing to help us get back on a better path.
    Your honest sharing about how you felt when your house got “muddied”, helps us all to be able to admit those feelings when life gets away from us. We need to remember that God is there always waiting to help us get “clean” when we reach out to him.
    As I pray your prayer today, I thank God that he is always there to encourage me and “clean” me so that I can continue to grow in faith and understanding. May God bless you with lots of joy, love, and peace even in the moments of “mud”. Thanks for sharing.

    Oh Lynne,
    I love the way you tell it like it is. You’re a real Trooper!
    I thank God for clean water, and even more for the precious Blood of Jesus. Our sin has lost its stain.
    Praise the LORD!

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