Call to Action: Excuse the Mess

By Heather Templeton


Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need. {Hebrews 4:16 NKJV}

I have a bad habit that I need to break.
And I have an inkling that I’m in good company.
Whenever my house is not perfect {which is roughly 99.9% of the time}, I utter these three little words to anyone who might happen to stop by:

Harmless on the surface … but let’s dig a little deeper.
I’m embarrassed.
There are toys everywhere.
You’ll probably step on a LEGO… ok, twenty LEGOs. I apologize in advance for your impeding foot agony.
There are dishes in my sink. On the table. On the counter.
A layer of dust might even have casually settled about, waiting patiently for me to attend to it.
But I haven’t yet.
And I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for the mess you see, and I inwardly hope you do not think less of me as a mom. As a homemaker. As a woman.

Sounds a little crazy when I finally write it out.

And yet, this mentality goes so much deeper than just being applied to our physical homes.

Our insides are messy.

We are raw, broken, and dusty.
We are worn thin, discouraged, and tired.
And we hope no one “stops by” to check on us and sees us in this condition.
So we keep the door closed.
We hide.
We wear masks.
Because if they see the real us – the real me – the mess, the imperfections, the reality that I do not even sort of have it all together … they most certainly will walk away.

And that is the reaction we fear the most.
Not being accepted for who we truly are at our most vulnerable keeps that wall up, and the mess hidden.

But we cannot hide from God.
He saw my mess, your mess, before we were even formed.
He knew every mistake, ever wrong turn, every defiant act we would ever commit.
And He chose to create us.
He chose to love us.
And most astonishing of all?
He chose to come down to earth, take our entire mess on himself on the cross, and make us white as snow.
2 Corinthians 5:21 states that “God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.”

It’s a breathtaking act of sacrifice that we could never earn, never afford, never repay.

So throw off the mask, and smash that wall to the ground.
We are all messy, and we are all broken.
And it’s high time we stop apologizing for the mess, and confidently approach our Savior. We are saved, forgiven, and made clean through the precious blood of Jesus.
Shout it from the rooftop.
And from under the rooftop.
Inside that messy house that is only a temporary reflection of a current season of life.
Much like our souls.

So come on in … and the mess?
It may not be ideal, but it’s my imperfect reality … and I am so very glad that you’ve chosen to stop by and share a moment with me.


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