I have a new home – the floors required scrubbing (and I mean SCRUBBING) in both bathrooms, the kitchen and the front hall. It took me two hours on two days to manage the physical demands of scrubbing. I was reminded how scrubbing floors is much like prayer – especially the “on the knees” part.
In the pause of praying and floor scrubbing, one can see and examine the impurities – the leftovers – the damages – the stickiness. The time feels like it is dragging – and one must go over the areas several times with water and soap to loosen the dirt and then rinse.
Perseverence and repetition pays off when both tasks are finished – a sense of accomplishment and uplifting are both present in the humility of acknowledging the dirt and dust on the floor and of which we are all made. And we are never done, of course. Prayer, like floor scrubbing, is needed regularly!