Today’s Truth

For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.

Romans 1:21

Friend to Friend

A friend told me of sitting with his father discussing the distribution of his “worldly goods,” when the time came to do so. “My dad had very little joy in his life,” Mike explained. “As we sat there discussing who was going to get what when he died, I saw a pride in him I had never noticed before. ‘I did all this,’ he said as he waved his hand around the room like Vanna White. ‘I worked hard and earned it all.’”

“In his mind, he had earned it; he had done it all. Never once did he give thanks to God for all his blessings or acknowledge God’s goodness. There was no gratitude, no thanksgiving, and certainly no joy. His things had become shiny shackles that kept joy at bay all his life. His things. How sad.”

As Mike told me the story, I thought of Henry War Beecher’s words: “Pride slays thanksgiving…a proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.” Eyes shut tight to God’s glory.

I am reminded of an old saying that stirs and stings: “Gratitude turns what we have into enough.” Always enough. Jesus thanked God for the two loaves and five fish…and there was more than enough to go around (John 6:1-13).

Gratitude can change your perspective on the simplest of mundane tasks and transform them into moments of sudden glory. One day I was mopping the kitchen floor and my mood was anything but grateful. I grumbled with each push of the mop. Complained with each dip in the bucket.

Here I am mopping this floor again and no one even appreciates it. I feel like this housework is never finished. Clean today. Dirty tomorrow. Why do I even bother?

Then right in the middle of the kitchen, God showed up. Actually, He was there all along, but my grumbling blinded the eyes of my heart to recognize His presence. New thoughts began to emerge as I pushed the mop across the linoleum floor. I believe God put them there.

Suppose you were blind and you couldn’t see the beautiful patterns on the linoleum floor or the spilled juice by the refrigerator door. Suppose you were deaf and you couldn’t hear the soothing sound of the soap bubbles dissolving in the scrub bucket or the rhythmic sound of the mop being pushed back and forth across the floor’s hard surface. Suppose you were in a wheel chair and you weren’t strong enough to stand upright and grasp the wooden handle in your nimble hands to erase the muddy footprints and make the floor shiny and clean again. Suppose you didn’t have a home or a family to clean up after.

Suddenly, my grumbling turned into a song of praise and gratitude. “Thank You, Lord, for the privilege of mopping this dirty floor. Thank You for the health and strength to hold this mop in my strong hands and to wrap my agile fingers around its handle. Thank You for the sight to see the crumbs, the dirt, and the spilled juice. Thank You for the sense of smell to enjoy the clean fresh scent of the soap in my bucket. Thank You for the many precious feet that will walk through this room and dirty it all up again. And Lord, thank You for the privilege of having a floor to mop and a family to clean up after.

Let’s Pray

Lord, the words of Romans one strike me to the core. May I never forget to give thanks to You. Everything I have is because of Your grace in my life. Forgive me when I complain. Forgive me when I am discontent. Thank You for Your many blessings.

In Jesus’ Name,


Now It’s Your Turn

Read Romans chapter one today.

The words of Romans chapter one are daunting. They reflect our culture in so many ways. And while it is easy to point out all the ways that “other people” fit into some of the less desirable categories being described, these words are right there among them: For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him.

What does that tell you about how important it is to thank God?

Thank God for all the ways that He has blessed you today.

More from the Girlfriends

Do you long for something more in your relationship with God? Do you have a “glory ache” – a hunger to experience God’s presence on a daily basis? The good news is that God wants that even more than you do. Right smack dab in the spin of the laundry and the sizzle of the bacon – as you live and move and have your being in Him. This summer, take some time to “be still and know”—to hear His still small voice – to dust for His fingerprints on the pages of your everyday life. My book, A Sudden Glory: God’s Lavish Response to Your Ache for Something More will show you how. It also includes a study guide and free online Bible study videos. And while you’re on my website, check out the Praying Wives app for smart devices.

10 Responses to “Thank God for My Dirty Floor”

  1. Nathalie says:

    Wow what a beautiful text it did call me this morning….i can read English but my written is more difficult….just want to say that this read was for the glory of God and it talk to my heart

    God bless


  2. Tona says:

    I felt this way yesterday. I just wrote a devotional and poured my heart into it. I was expecting instanteous record breaking sales when I went live on amazon but initially the first and only one to purchase was my brother. I started to complain and that must have not made God very happy. Because just then I had forgotten that it was Him who allowed me to write it in the first place, Him who gave me a technically savy husband to put it together,and it wasn’t for my glory or fame but I wrote it to Him and if no one ever buys another copy I did exactly what He called me to do. So I stop complaining and instead start praising for all the wonderful things He has done.

  3. Pam says:

    I was married for seventeen years to a man who struggled with rage. God supplied the courage to leave. I moved my children and myself to an apartment and God began to carve out a new life for us. After living in the apartment for 2 1/2 years, God provided us a house. It’s a glorious house, one that a Father would provide for his beloved daughter. It resembles an English cottage. My children and I are thriving in our new home.

    After having been divorced for almost two years I surprisingly started dating a man and became very taken with him only to find that he struggled with deep depression. The relationship could not be sustained by him and I have struggled with sadness. I’ve been miffed at God that I have been alone without a loving companion for most of my life.

    Today I am reminded of how far my loving Father has brought me and my four children. How I must grieve Him with my ingratitude. Thank you for reminding me how much I have, not in material ways but that I am a King’s kid. My Father loves me and has brought me far.

    Forgive me Father for forgetting.

  4. delores says:

    Thank you for sharing this. I have holding onto a relationship with a ex. We were not equally yoked. It was emotionally and mentally abusive. I know its not healthy for him to be in my life. Yet I allow my thoughts to be consumed by happier times. I am a christian woman. I have been praying for the courage to surrender him to God. I do. Then I start all over again. I know I shouldn’t covet or be envious. I read about women that allow God to fill the void in them, and dont seem to need to have a man validate them. I have been asking God to give me a intense hunger for him, his word, and rekindle my love for him. Thank you for prayers. I know God loves me. And I am grateful for his love. Thank you for reminding me to live in the moment, be grateful for what he is doing in my life.

  5. Amber Merrell says:

    I was just doing this this morning. Sink full of dirty dishes, laundry piled up, 3 or more loads of dirty laundry to catch up on & then it hit me. Thank God we have homes to clean, dishes to wash, & laundry to do!! ❤

  6. I lay here, exhausted, exhausted from me. Today I hold so much gratitude & praise in one hand,then so much sadness & grief in the other. On July 26,2014 I was on the back of my dear friends motorcycle. A van pulled out in front of us, my soul mate died instantly, today I walk & have been told it’s a miracle I’m alive, but alive & to be as good as I am. Gratitude! To claim the miracle of God’s goodness to me, yet claim the miracle of eternal life for my friend, my hands aren’t always balanced. God’s grace is, I have no recall of the tragic scene, post traumatic stress episodes have surfaced. Again the gratitude of God’s tenderness in revealing what I need to see in order to heal, emotionally. Do I ask how long God, yes, so did David. Truth is: He knows the plans He has for me, plans to prosper, not to harm, plans of a future and hope. Gratitude! I know my friend has been made whole, He knew Jesus intimately, God needed him for a different work. Gratitude! My God has not fulfilled my purpose yet here on earth, so for today, I lay here awake, knowing it’s His agenda now, His kingdom, His will be done on earth as it is in Heaven. Gratitude ❤

  7. Vanessa says:

    Right on time just what I need!!!!

    Is the app only for iphones?

  8. Gina says:

    Wow, LOVE this! Gratitude is the antidote for pride. I will be teaching about pride next week and was asking God for insight and words to say. This devotional is definitely an answer to prayer. Thank you!

  9. melissa says:

    Your prayer “thank you for the privilege of scrubbing” reminds me of a beautiful poem/prayer I have had for a long time called “Praying while Scrubbing a Floor” by dear old saint, Marjorie Holmes (1910-2002):

    Thank you for the privilege of scrubbing this floor.
    Thank you for the health and the strength to do it. 
    That my back is straight and my hands are whole.

    I can push the mop.
    I can feel the hard surface under my knees when I kneel.
    I can grasp the brush and let my energy flow down into it as I erase the dirt and make this floor bright and clean.

    If I were blind I couldn’t see the soil or the patterns of the tile or the slippery circles shining.
    If I were deaf I couldn’t hear the homely cheerful sounds of suds in the bucket, the crisp little whisper of brush or mop.
    I would miss the music of doors banging and children shouting and the steps of people coming to walk across this bright expanse of floor.

    Lord, thank you for everything that has to do with scrubbing this floor.

    Bless the soap and the bucket and the brush and the hands that do it. Bless the feet that are running in now to track it. This I accept, and thank you for.

    Those feet are the reason I do it. 
    They are the living reasons for my kneeling here—
    half to do a job, half in prayer.

    A floor is a foundation. A family is a foundation. You are our foundation.

    Bless us all, and our newly scrubbed floor.

    (a prayer by Marjorie Holmes, from I’ve Got to Talk to Somebody, God)

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