An English professor once admonished me for turning in a carelessly edited essay.
"It's good," he said, "but it could have been great. Do you know why it's not great?"
I flushed with shame as I admitted,"Because I was lazy."
He nodded. I was a procrastinator of the worst kind, with a tendencytoward laziness. I was even lazy about things I enjoyed doing. That has all changed. One of the best benefits of being a mother to many children is the privilege of working hard.
"Don't you love a well-stocked pantry?" my sister said to me last week. She's always been a very hard worker.
"Yes, and a freezer full of homemade meals," I replied. She laughed.
"I never thought I'd hear you say that," she said. She can testify to my previous dislike of kitchen work.
But God, in His mercy, has given me a change of heart. Now, I enjoy cooking for my family. People, THIS IS A BREAKTHROUGH! I've learned that anyone can modify outward behavior, temporarily. Anyone can play "Suzie homemaker." But only the soul surrendered in obedience to Christ can make that change permanent.
If you don't believe me, check my freezer. You'll find an enchilada casserole waiting to be heated and served.
Now that's change you can believe in.