Yuck

I've had this thought for many weeks, but just never had a pressing need to share it...until today. Colb needed his pants changed--it hadn't been too long, but I just couldn't handle the smell. It wasn't any worse than normal, but perhaps my smeller's just working a little better today since I got my normal dose of java this morning! Anywho, we went in and I unsnapped his shirt--lo and behold, I must have put his diaper on a little sideways because he had some poo coming out the side. YUCK. So, I made quick attempts at cleaning it up, but as we all know, it doesn't always work the way we want. Never mind the disgusting nature of fecal matter (the smell, various textures, etc.) just cleaning it up was taking too long for my comfort level. Colby, of course, didn't see this diaper change as any different from the rest, so his constant rolling from side to side and desperate attempts at getting away weren't anything new. After what seemed like 10 minutes (and in all reality, might have been 2 or 3), I finally finished up and took his clothes, diaper, and the mat I'd used to keep all grossness from the carpet into the bathroom to clean up. On closer inspection, I'd been lucky enough to get a dab on my shirt, too, of course, so that had to come off. What I realized next, however, was what disturbs me the most--I got used to the smell and didn't even notice it anymore! Can you imagine?! Yet it happens all the time!

I've noticed in the last couple of weeks that even the littlest amount of poo in Colby's diaper smells awful--as if it was coming out the sides. How can that be? It's true in my spiritual life as well...even just the smallest dab of sin in my life is still sin. It still hurts Jesus just the same as a large amount of sin. So why do I get comfortable with that little bit of sin in my life? Why don't I turn my head when I find myself drifting to those uncomfortable thoughts that lead me to sin...even if it's the temptation to tell an untruth. Lies aren't any "better" sins than murder from what I've seen from God's Word--so why am I ok with it?

Heavenly Father, Help me to never, ever be comfortable with the sin in my life.