Cool Temperatures.

Today is a perfect fall day. We are taking full advantage of the cool temperatures and cloudy day. We rode bikes, took walks and ran barefoot thru the tall grass... (that needs to be mowed) I know the fall is still some ways away and the heat will return but until then we will pretend its fall.
As I was pulling my 2 little ones in their wagon while Molly rode her bike next to me my thoughts began to wander to a different type of temperature... Spiritual temperature. I glanced at my little Red House in the distance and wondered what the spiritual temperature was in my home.
It looks so welcoming on the outside. Vines growing up and around my front porch. Fresh blooms of all color greet you at the door, and a family quilt is there for you to snuggle with on the front porch. What about when you stepped inside? Can my guests feel Christ? Can they sense their is something special about our home compared to others?
Does my kitchen table tell a story? Do those I welcome, and those that live here feel God present even in the small things served?
It got me thinking that perhaps I need to raise my thermostat. Not just for my newcomers but for the very special people that I serve every day. Christ came to serve not to be served. That is exactly the example we need to follow. Without grumbling, without whining and without (gulp) yelling.
So as of today I will adjust the spiritual temperature in my Little Red House. Tonight I will re-read Jesus's perfect example and pray I can exhibit just a trace of His goodness. I have tried not to yell... something that is shamefully a constant reminder for me...
and I will pray for grace... lots and lots of grace...