Dust if you Must

Remember -- A layer of dust protects the wood beneath it. A house becomes a home when you can write, "I love you" on the furniture.

I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure that things were just perfect in case someone came over to visit. One day I realized that no one came over; they were all having fun.

Now, when people do visit, I don't have to explain the "condition" of my home. They are more interested in hearing about the things I have been doing while I was away living and having fun. If you haven't figured it out yet, please consider my advice. Life is short, so please try to enjoy the blessings God has given us.

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter? Perhaps bake cookies or a cake, and plant a good seed for God. Ponder the difference between want and need.

Dust if you must, but there's not much time, with river to swim or mountains to climb, music to hear, and books to read, friends to cherish, and a life for God to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, or a shower of rain. This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind. When you go, and go you must, will the Lord have you spending time in heaven chasing dust?

It is not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived.
--Submitted by Glenda Wyer