Sweeping through

God asked me to clean my room

But I just pulled the covers over my head

and shut my eyes

Escaped into dreams

When I finally got out of bed

God said, now it is time

go and clean

but I ran to the computer

to the television

to the music and the translation

I fled the house

so the voice moved inside

and made me sad

whispering, sloth

you are murding your life

Days passed like this

with reluctance to do the work

Til at night I fell asleep, praying

God, cut away the veil and give me

the secret out of my sin

In the morning I woke up working and singing

Suddenly joyful in the act of sweeping through

the house in obedience

knowing this is the first door to unity


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