Accustomed to Dirt

When I actually look around my house, I notice something. My house is not very clean. Oh, we keep things straightened up, but I don't often get to the deep cleaning part. Living in West Texas, the dust is serious. I really should do some dusting every day. Maybe I will get in that habit. But often, if I don't really look, I don't notice the layer of dust. So I don't think about dusting.

There is almost always a spiritual application to life's little moments.

I must admit, I have grown all too comfortable not "dusting" my heart. Often, I just go about my merry way taking care of the next "to-do" and not thinking about what is really important. 

Am I constantly saying to the Lord:  
Psalm 139

²³ Search me, O God, and know my heart;
       test me and know my anxious thoughts.

 ²⁴ See if there is any offensive way in me,
       and lead me in the way everlasting.

Or am I content with dust?

Lord,
Please help me to pay attention. I desire truth in the innermost places. Please purify and cleanse me. Help me to be a clearer reflection of your Glory to a world drowning in darkness.