During the course of living, ministering, preaching, teaching, helping others, dealing with crises and everyday issues we pick up ‘crud’ or filthy deposits in our spirits thru our eyes, ears, hearts, sometimes from sheer exhaustion strong being to busy like Martha instead of sitting at His feet like Mary. Roots of bitterness, unforgiveness, offense, strife, hard-hearted mess linger on and we have to open the drawers of our hearts and pull out the tattered rags and remnants until we again reach the place of incorruption, the meek and humble spirit, the gentle that road in on a colt the foal of an ass instead of a High stepping horse on Palm Sunday.
