Guess what?! Guess what?!!

I was browsing through my blog trying to see what I have been writing about for the past four years and guess what??

There are times when I sound like a broken record.

I just repeat myself every year.

Sure, it's in a different tone and in a different way (I HOPE a little LESS sin each time), but it's essentially the same. It's always that I don't want the changes that are coming to happen.

I have found it funny to notice that I am also so scared that my life will have no purpose. That God will just abandon me to a meaningless life. When I was around the age of 12-14 I created a website entitled, "Do You Want a Revolution?" as taken from Kirk Franklin's song of the same title. (You should go take a listen. Revolution Song.) I just have always wanted to be apart of a meaningful group that is a catalyst for a meaningful change. My fear is that I will never truly affect anything in the supposed "monotony" of my current existence.

I am ready to get out of that stupidity in my thinking patterns.

God is faithful!

He has chosen me to be conformed to the IMAGE of His Son. Is that a life without purpose?!

There is not even a good response to that idiotic question.

Maybe, "of course not, you fool!" would be appropriate.

I SITLL think it would be FUN to start a protest of some kind, but through many and various conversations, I see that it is most important to make changes and to be faithful where God has already placed me, especially in the mundane tasks of life.
(Thank you: mom, Oswald Chambers, professors, fellow teachers, and most recently, Esther Martin. haha)

To continue, as I was browsing my past-postings I discovered that I wrote a blog posting on August 29th, 2008. What was the inspiration for this writing? My first teacher in service week had just ended.

hahaha

I was looking forward to how God was going to grow and change me. I said something about knowing that it was going to be hard and that God would be faithful to stretch me.
(Uhhh...ya think?!)
At that time I was fighting hard against the idea of predestination. I was also questioning why I had to stay for the rest of my days in my father's house. (Yes, I am assuming a particular something; no my dad has not banished me to eternal-nunnery in his home.)

Strange, that while I may have developed in my understanding of the Lord and His goodness and His power, He is still using the same tools to refine me and even (almost) identical situations to change me. (Dad says, "you leave CA and come to WA." And now we say, "we're leaving WA for OH!")

Crazy.
(Crazy that I keep on fighting!!)

So, how will I respond since I am TIRED of walking in circles around this wilderness? (I want to get going to the PROMISED LAND! On to NEW adventures! Defeat those other surrounding nations!! Although, as the Lord has recently reminded me -- the wilderness was meant to TEST their hearts and to HUMBLE them. Hmmm...)

I will take this as an adventure.
I will trust the Lord and DELIGHT in His plan.
I will remember that it is not as I will, but as He wills.
I will remember that He has appointed ALL authority and so I must submit to it. (Yeah... THAT lesson AGAIN.)
I will remember that God cares for ALL my needs and Jesus supplies all our needs according to the riches of His glory. (Hallelujah!)

Again I MUST say to myself, "trust and obey, for there is NO other way to be happy in Jesus than to TRUST and OBEY!"

I will be sad to leave the people, but GOD HAS A PLAN!!!

Do I want to miss out on seeing and finding the goodness of the Lord in what He has CHOSEN and SELECTED to give me in this life?!?!
Do I want to miss this opportunity to glorify the name of Jesus on earth as well as in the heavenlies, in the sight of the principalities and powers?!

No way, Jose!

Plus, why am I making this so difficult and fighting against the idea of living under my father's direct authority so much?

LET IT GO!

If I can't handle submission to this -- how could I glorify God if He allowed me to have a horrible sickness? Or how could I glorify Him on the missionary field in times of monotony and difficulty?

I do love adventure, but it's often the adventure that I myself have planned and chosen and purposed and approved.

Nope, nope.

God does NOT work that way.

So, what shall I do? How then shall I live?

Trust in Him and THRIVE!

Okay, I guess the adventure is underway...or underfoot...something like that.

TALEEHO! Come adventure, the Lord and I will smite thee!!
(I make myself laugh...)

Glenn Beck and Restoring Honor

Bringing the people "back to God"? I think it's a hoax.

"God" and religion are not interchangeable terms. (Everyone seems to think they are!)

Yes, religion would improve our country and it may benefit the people a bit, but it's nothing more than a band-aid for a gaping wound.

Glenn Beck means to be doing good and doing well -- and socially, he could be. But, spiritually, he is deceiving the conservative masses into thinking that because they are good and want to follow "God" they will be saved. But he is creating a new religion, not preaching the true one!

The god Beck is referencing is not the actual GOD who deserves all our praise and all our lives. This god is whatever higher power you prefer and is nothing more than the source of our morals, giving us a country in which we can live comfortably.The true power Beck and these people are worshiping is the power of the United States. The men Beck seems to truly be worshiping (as evidenced in his zealous actions) are our founding fathers. He is idolizing them and effectually, his new religion exchanges Christian" practices for political ones:

The Constitution takes the place of the 10 Commandments.

Political unity takes the place of gathering together and being a part of Christ's body.

Making sure to debate about political issues takes the place of spreading the Gospel.

Casting your vote takes the place of obeying your Lord.

Observe:

"Scott Hackney was under the tree with his wife, four kids and his in-laws. They drove 24 hours nonstop from their home in Nocona, Tex., after hearing about the assembly on Glenn Beck's television show. Hackney, 37, a construction worker, said the biggest crowd he'd been in before was at a football game.

'We just wanted to be part of this,' he said. 'Just to be among a group of people expressing patriotism and a return to traditional values. I can't even hear anything. But that's okay. Just to be here sends an important message: that the backbone of the country is the family. Messing with the definition of family is dangerous. Strong families make a strong country.'"

*(Full artcile can be found here: http://voices.washingtonpost.com/44/2010/08/glenn-becks-restoring-honor-ra.html)*

We do love us some good patriotism. We do pay us some good homage to "traditional values" (safety).

(I can't resist) -

But what about loving us some good life-evangelism?! (Where are the TRUE believers living in the society?!)

People went HOW far to listen to the energy-filled words of a man? People went took how many days off work to be among a group -- to feel a sense of belonging and purpose? To stand up and out for a cause?!! (In a FAILING economy?!)

Why aren't CHRISTIANS making that weekly commitment to the church 5 minutes down the road?!

Where is the "invisible" Church? (The true Body of Christ?)

I don't want to be so radical and say that everyone must do what God is moving within me to do...and yet...

I pray that we are working faithfully among our people. I pray that we are being good stewards. I pray that we are working in God's harvest. But, I really doubt that's occurring.

If such a movement is trying to happen in our country as this "Restoring Honor" -- that could be even MORE dangerous for the people. Everyone will trust all the more in their goodness for their salvation. They already love a Glenn Beck-approved god, why do they need to submit their lives to Jesus?

Beck did not preach Jesus at the rally. (How could JESUS unite the peoples?!) He preaches the goodness of Morals. He preaches these things because he loves his country and does not want to see it ruined. He loves what is right because his life has been changed. He sees the wickedness and sin and wants to help fix it, but he cannot. He does not have the right tools. He does not know the right Physician.

To clarify: I am not against politics. Go ahead and be a Christian who is involved in politics. It is difficult and we really need you people.

Additionally, I am not aiming for bringing the church and the government together unless it is Christ who is the Ruler. I am just saying that this is not as hopeful a thing as some "conservative Christians" may believe it to be.

I believe it to be a dangerous slope because it is a false hope.

It is a quiet deception -- hiding itself in the light of apparent goodness. And this goodness is a deception because it lacks the pain of first cutting out the dying infection.

The "dying infection" being that we are dead in our transgressions and sins and must first submit ourselves to God rather than to fight for our moral rights within our current government.

But we cannot organize rallies in order to declare this message. We must GO to the people. We must live AMONG the people. We must KNOW the Truth which is God's Word. We must cling to it. We must stand firmly upon it. We must answer questions and we must defend the TRUE faith.

In recent conversations, it would seem that agnostics, etc are most perplexed by "Christians" because we are so willing to bend our beliefs to blend with the discoveries of man. Either you are going to trust the Bible alone, or you are going to trust man. Which one will it be? You cannot serve two masters. The world knows this, but apparently the Christian culture that exists within churches does not.

Let's awaken the people.

Let's start today. Do not be lazy! Do not lack endurance! Do not lack LOVE for the souls of your neighbors.

A New Discovery

Guess what?!

(Through tears,) I have discovered that I love people!

This was NOT so true last year at about this same time.
Last year I actually went to write down the names of those I love and came up with few outside of my family and students.
I cared for people, but realized I didn’t actually LOVE them.

Crazy.

That’s what makes Ohio so hard to RUN to and to FLING myself into loving.

I don’t want to be a “traitor” to my people groups here.

I have experienced a sudden change and now the sadness is coming from leaving the peoples. Leaving what they will be doing. Leaving the opportunity to see them grow and change and become NEW.

…Leaving people who I love…and (it would seem)…who love me…

These are the same issues I had when I left my sisters and went to Capernwray Bible School in England. I didn’t want to leave my sisters without my protection and guidance. I didn’t want to miss out on them losing teeth, growing inches taller, learning new things, experiencing new things, or in being a part of everyday laughs that no one talks about because its memories fade into the background of your mind.

I think that is what has happened with the church at Grace. I don’t want to miss out on their “incidental” moments.

BUT! Am I THANKFUL that I went to Capernwray – even if I had to leave my sisters behind?!
(Even if I had to be the “traitor” and call another place my “home”?)

OH YES!

Capernwray showed me my need to DEPEND on the Lord ALONE and in ALL things (including salvation and in my day-to-day tasks.)
Capernwray took me out of my bubble and allowed me to have an ADVENTURE.
Capernwray introduced me to new people to love and appreciate.

In short: the Lord was FAITHFUL and so KIND!! (He sent me to ENGLAND!!)

Ohio is the same. (Maybe not in beauty, however. heh)

I do say – HOORAH! That I have cried.

Why?

Because that means I actually LOVE people who are here.
Because I think they are no longer tears of questioning thoughts such as, “why am I following my dad at 24?” but thoughts of, “I will miss them."

(Crazy.) Because that means the Lord has actually CHANGED me and possibly used me.
HALLELUJAH!

Praise Him! Praise Him all you little children! God is love, God is love!
Praise Him, praise Him all you little children. God is love! God is love.

So with this blog posting I will not toss away my tears and command them to never come, but I will CHOOSE to delight myself in what the Lord has chosen. I will choose to say GOOD BYE! to Washington and the people the Lord has brought into my life and HELLO! to Ohio and the new possibilities of people.

(WOOHOO! That is rather exciting.)

(Funny thing, I have written this same idea in other places. It’s easy to say and do for two days and then my flesh takes over and wants to be in control and guide the plan again. I will PRESS ON to not allow those thoughts THIS time.)

So, while I am hard-pressed in a triangle of Washington, Ohio, and Heaven – wherever and whenever He chooses to take me, there will be rejoicing and a bearing of fruit because He will complete the work He has started. Amen and Amen.
All for His glory alone.
Fight the fight, finish the race, defend the faith, beat the body into submission, capture those thoughts, love Him, thank Him, pray, and live.

Amen.

Trusting to Die (aka My Soul Finds Rest in God Alone)

I have been reading, meditating on, contemplating, and questioning 2nd Corinthians. I have only gotten as far as chapter 1 verse 11. That’s ALMOST halfway through the first chapter. (heh – and not necessarily because I am “so spiritual,” but because I haven't taken enough time to truly concentrate.)
I would now like to share what the Lord has been revealing to me through His word in order to bring glory to His name; in order to proclaim His goodness in the marketplace.

In context, Paul opens his letter to speak to the Corinthians about the suffering they are enduring for their (Corinthians') comfort and salvation. He is telling them that they(Corinthians) too must suffer in order to know the great comfort of Christ. “we know that AS you are partakers of the sufferings so also you will partake of the consolation.” (2nd Corinthians 1:7)
– May that convict my soul. What am I willing to suffer so that I may know the CONSOLATIONS and COMFORTS of Christ?! So that I may comfort others with the comfort of Jesus? So that I may join Him in glory?! (joint heir’s MUST suffer – Romans 8:17)

And that by way of introduction; I now come to the main point:

2nd Corinthians 1:8c-10
“...that we were burdened beyond measure, above strength, so that we even despaired of life. Yes, we had the sentence of death in ourselves, [so] that we should not trust in ourselves, but in God who raises the dead, who deliverED us from so great a death, and DOES deliver us; in whom we trust that He will STILL deliver us.”

--God allowed them to be “burdened beyond measure, above strength” even so that they “despaired of life.”

When I was first reading through, I was SHOCKED.
(Yes, I HAVE read Corinthians before.)

THEY (in particular, PAUL?!) DESPAIRED of LIFE?!!
(For self-pitying reasons, I have been there…but PAUL?!!)

Then I began thinking, “wait! I thought God doesn’t burden us beyond what we are able to handle?!”
I turned to 1st Corinthians to check myself.
El wrong-o.
He doesn’t TEMPT us beyond what we can bear. He does not allow us to be TEMPTED beyond what we can bear, but He does not give us this same promise in the area of suffering. (Job.) Whoa.

(WHY?)

So, Paul et. al. were despairing of life because of the burden God placed upon them.

WHOA! They had the “sentence of death” in themselves.

Again – Crazy.

This is deep, crazy stuff they were going through.
My mind turns to the persecuted church – family members dying, being beaten, tortured, imprisoned, starved, spied on, mocked, rejected – and yet what comes next?

“THAT” (in order that/so that/for the purpose of)

(This is the “WHY” questioned before…)

“THAT we should NOT trust in OURSELVES, but in GOD…”

(“I’ll set my gaze on God alone, and trust in Him completely; with every day pour out my soul, and He will prove His mercy.” –My Soul Finds Rest in God Alone)

--God works trials in us (of various kinds and natures - James 1) that we would be HUMBLED. So that we would realize our mortal and helpless state, so that we would turn and bow down before Him and acknowledge our pathetic weakness and inability to live without the gracious gift of His breath which He CHOOSES to give to us.

(“Though life is but a fleeting breath, a sigh too brief to measure, My King has crushed the curse of death and I am His forever.”)

Here’s the hope of Paul, “God who RAISES the dead”. YESSSSS!!!
This is not a question. This is not a mere hypothesis. PAUL KNOWS.
This is ASSURANCE. Paul BANKS on the fact that while he might have come to the point of despairing of life, while he may have had the sentence of death within himself – God had a plan for them to remove their trust from themselves and to plant it FIRMLY in God who RAISES the DEAD!!!!

First, Paul identified God’s sovereignty and control in the situation.
Second, Paul identified the goodness of God’s plan – his sanctification/His goodness and God’s glory.
Third, Paul identified what God has revealed/promised He will do. Paul chose to focus on that FACT alone and trust GOD above all other emotions or circumstantial evidences.

1:10, “who delivered us from so great a death, and does deliver us; in whom we trust that He will still deliver us.”

Paul is willing and able to die because He knows who will give him his LIFE.

I love the three stages in there too.

PAST: Jesus’ death, resurrection, and selection of us has been our first experience of being delivered from the death of sin. We are no longer shackled by the control of sin! We are now DEAD to sin, but ALIVE to righteous! We have been brought to LIFE after having been DEAD in our trespasses and sins.

PRESENT: “does deliver” – HALLELUJAH!
1st John 1:9 – “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”
Take off the old man and put on the new man! We are NOW perfect in Christ, and yet, we still see dimly as in a mirror, but soon we shall be CHANGED and we will see Him as He truly is and then we will be like Him! We will know HIM as HE knows us!
But now, he DOES deliver! He will not allow us to be tempted beyond what we are able, but will always provide a way of escape that we may be able to bear under it. We are HIS workmanship, created in Christ Jesus FOR the purpose of walking in the good works God has prepared for us!!!!!
I think of “Pilgrim’s Progress,” Jesus must deliver us on a daily basis or else we would never see Him. (Praise Him that He is our FAITHFUL high priest.)

FUTURE: “still deliver” – This part requires trust. “in whom we trust that He will still deliver us.” Paul chooses to trust wholly and completely. He has seen the death-deliverances before and He knows that God is faithful and keeps His promises. What He has started He will bring to a full completion.
Paul chooses to look forward to that day when he will be completely new.
Paul looks forward to that day when he will rise as He calls His name; no more sorrow, no more pain.

Paul trusts that he can have the “sentence of death” within himself because he knows whom he has believed and is persuaded that He is able to keep what he has committed to Him until THAT Day.

Paul trusts that he can have the “sentence of death” within himself because he has the proof of the comfort of Christ, he has proof of salvation, and he knows he can die.

That was a shock to my brain:

Do I trust Him enough to die - to myself?

We keep talking about “dying to ourselves” and “living on unseen things,” and this has made me try to DO those things.

The Lord has provided a way for me to practice: continue to live with my family in order to honor and obey my earthly father.

Now, I THOUGHT I was over the fighting for my rights thing.
I thought I was done being independent, rebellious, etc.
I thought I had become a nice, happy, submissive, homemaking (hah), daughter.

El-wrong-o, again.

This Ohio move made old sin leftovers crust back to the top.
(HEY! Like the stirred pot of beans…so they don’t burn! Just what Sean was saying!! I am glad I am not a pot of BURNING beans. The Lord loves me!!!!)

Anyways, I have NOT wanted to die to my “reputation” as a responsible adult. (What responsible 24 year old still lives at home in this culture?)
I have not wanted to die in order to say, “My dad can be right and I will serve him joyfully.”

No, no. I have wanted to find a way to be released.

Now, let me say that I DO see the Lord’s work in that these were thoughts instead of expressed words or actions. And when I thought these thoughts I was “trying” (however lamely) to fight them. But, they are still deceitful little turds and have not been fully killed.

In recent days I have been thinking about Philippians 1 and 2 – “live worthy of the Gospel” and "Christ made Himself of NO reputation, but became obedient to DEATH even death on the CROSS" – and HE was 33 years old. (And He was GOD and laid aside His reputation in order to be maligned and condemned as a man for sins He never committed.)

Yesterday, through people praying aloud for me, I realized I have not been reminding myself that God is sovereign. Through that I then recalled that God IS sovereign – even over my DAD’s requests, thoughts, and desires.

SAY WHAT?!

So, at this time – this is God’s plan.
God is sovereign!
Man’s heart plans his way, but the LORD directs his steps.

Oh ho!! Isn’t that TRUE for Alicia?!

And, irony from the Lord:
what BETTER way to make Alicia go to Ohio (for whatever purpose) WHILE growing her in trusting the Lord, (in submission, in dying to self, in pride, in laying aside the sin that so easily entangles,) than to have her DAD be the tool (the means) that gets her there?

It makes me want to cry, actually.

To FINALLY see –
God does not (presently) want me to be a teacher at Grace Academy. (He has other plans for the school.)
God wants me in Ohio. (I say this because I trust that He is sovereign.)
God is in control over my dad. (I say this because I trust that he is sovereign and working.)
God directs my steps. (I will not trust my own understanding.)
Ohio is my step. (I will trust and obey, for there's no other way to be happy in Jesus.)

I must PRAISE Him fully and heartily because I will rejoice and praise His name – and (as from the conviction of His Word):

I can die to my pride (being an independent/”responsible” adult) because I know Who will raise me up.

I have confidence that I will be raised from the dead – if I would choose to die.

Isn’t that a delight!

We DIE because we know we will LIVE!

[ “Oh praise Him! Hallelujah!! My Delight and my Reward!! Everlasting, never failing!! My Redeemer, my God.”]

I have loved independence more than the hope of heaven/glory/Jesus.
It's not about my earthly father, it's about the will and plan of my heavenly Father.
Trusting, I will die. (May the Holy Spirit work mightily so I can!)

Luke 9:23-25 “Then He said to them all, ‘If anyone desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow Me. For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will save it. For what profit is it to a man, if he gains the whole world, and is himself destroyed or lost?’”

An Undetected Addiction: School Supplies

I love school supplies.
I miss the need to PURCHASE school supplies.

Today, I walked through Staples to send faxes to Ohio for my mom; and there were the school supplies, strategically placed all around the store. I browsed the shelves for thirty minutes (after sending the fax,) admiring the school supplies.

True, I already realized that my two favorite store types are office supply stores and book stores (I can actually spend a great deal of time in either one), but I did NOT realize the impulsive need I feel to stock up on school supplies.

Passing the teacher cute stuff was quite horrendous. At one point I may have been at the point of tears.
No longer is that my privilege!
No longer can I have the honor of using teacher discounts.

It’s just the idea of those SCHOOL SUPPLIES! I love them. I want to use them with children for fun projects. I want to set them up on little desks, holding little bodies eager to see what the new school year will bring.

When I was recently at Border’s (I should pass this on to my teacher friends) I saw a Corduroy big book. Wow! Wouldn’t my students have enjoyed that?! Just imagine everyone sitting around on the floor as we follow the words, and turn the shuffling pages. They would have been delighted. Pooh Bear was also there as a big book. They were only $7.99. I was so tempted. Yet I resisted.

But, apparently, resistance was yesterday.

Today I went to Target.

Now, I did go to Target for a very noble reason. I went in order to purchase a planner.

Foolishly, I walked to the school supply section and could not turn away.

Not that I spent bukoo bucks on “bouquets of freshly cut pencils,” but I did spend (approximately $10) on school supplies:
Crayola markers (2 boxes-- 10 count – these are the BEST and they always sell out QUICKLY because they are the fat kind and only $1),
#2 pencils (1 box – 24 count),
Papermate pens (10 count – 1 package red, 1 package blue, and 1 package black; 50 cents each!!),
College-ruled loose-leaf paper (150 count? 75 cents – I don’t have much loose leaf and I am using it in my Bible study time; to be ORGANIZED!).

Kudos to me, I did NOT buy the erasers, or a pencil pouch, or the cute folders, or another notebook, or the talking world globe, or the small calculator. I stuck to the “necessities”. (cough, cough)

I just didn’t realize I would go through this mourning period for my teaching career.

I don’t necessarily want it back, but I want my students back.

I want to hear their stories about their lives! I want to be able to care for their owies, untied shoelaces, and hurt feelings.
I want to show them how to enjoy learning, how to be scientists, how to ask questions, how to love the Lord, how to study His word, how to sing fun songs, and how to love one another.
I want to be there while they learn and grow. I want to be there to influence their families for the Lord.

I have asked the Lord a few times – just to “be sure” – if He will make sure they are okay without me. Last year I had these same feelings. I just wanted to wrap my students under my mother hen arms and make sure they were all right. Last year, my classroom was next to their new classroom and I got to wave at them and hug them often. This year, I will be across the country from my old first graders.

Hugging will not be possible.

But the Lord is in control. I am not needed. He used me and now He is taking me elsewhere.

I will be praying for my students as I see the aisles brimming with school supplies.
I will be thankful for the opportunities the Lord gave me to be a part of their lives.
I will learn that I love people.
I will learn how important it is to invest in the lives of others.

May they grow up to be bold for the Lord!
May they proclaim Him who is true because they KNOW Him and are IN Him who is true!
May the Lord save their souls and work in them mightily!!!!

I do love my students…and the supplies they use.

VICTORY! In the Glistening, White Toilet Bowl

Truly, is there ever anything so glorious as scrubbing a toilet bowl to clean, pristine whiteness?!

Allow me to help you know the delights of such a cleaning.

The whole process of attaining the victory begins with the application of the toilet bowl cleaner. You must apply this with strength and precision, making sure to get it into those “underneath-the-rim” parts. Then, you let it sit. Perhaps you don’t let it stay and soak for the full ten minutes the bottle prescribes, but you give it some time and allow the bleach chemicals to break away the bonds between the other molecules. Once that product has completed its duty, you summon the scrub brush.

Now, scrub brushes can tend to be the more delicate of the bathroom cleaning tools. I have broken at least two toilet bowl brushes in my housecleaning career. Not too great a number, but considering my lack of toilet cleaning time, you acknowledge the weakness of the brush.
Therefore, powerful scrubbing must be done with self-control.
Haste makes waste.
Power crushes the brittle.
Crazy toilet cleaning snaps the toilet brush in two.

Don’t do it.

Scrub away the mold, but not to the point where the life of the scrub brush must be endangered.
No, that is not necessary.

I use my scrub brush not only for the INSIDE of the bowl, but for the upper edges of the rim, under the toilet seat, on the toilet seat itself, and even in that middle part between the tank and the seat.
Oh excellent device is the toilet brush!!
You can keep your hands a clear distance from the muck and mire WHILE scrubbing proficiently. Brilliant.

Next, we move on to the green scrubby. NOW!!!! This is key!!! This is the most disgusting part of the whole toilet cleaning process, but this is where all the DETAIL work is accomplished.

Listen carefully: you MUST possess the scrubby that has the sponge on one side and the green, rough scrubby on the other. The green scrubby is VITAL to the removal of stains and mold. I pity the bathrooms who have never seen a green scrubby clean their insides. Oh! the DEPTHS of clean that are missing!!

With this green scrubby/yellow sponge I wipe and scrub the toilet seat top, under the toilet seat, the base of the toilet, the outside bowl of the toilet, and KEY to this whole process (while being disgusting in the upper most): cleaning the bathroom floor.

For PITY sake! All those NASTY hairs and fluffs of dust are disgusting! I mean, week after week of tending to the toilets and MORE hairs come and MORE dust bunnies come. And I don’t just mean short hairs litter the ground, I am talking about those long, disgusting hairs as well.
Eew! I do NOT like the feeling of unknown, wet hair strands touching my person. Bleck.

After splashing off the dusty hairs, make sure to thoroughly ring out Mister Scrubby. We need him to be well aired in preparation for his next usage.

At last, you will grab a towel and begin to double-check your work. This is the time for mopping up any spilled water, for scrubbing up dirtiness left behind, and for making sure all has been scrubbed to its dazzling perfection.

As you flush the toilet and wave good bye to all the disgusting things you have been scrubbing off, you push yourself up off the ground and gleam triumphantly over your toilet.
Hoorah!
It sparkles in its whiteness!
It appears germ-free!
It smells as clean as bleach!
And now, more booties can come take a seat on the throne!

Until next week, oh mighty , glistening toilet!
We are thankful you are so steadfast and sure in your service to the household.
Bravo.
Indeed.