Underground ReLOVEution

So the other day I was standing amongst a flock of pigeons with my camera and they slowly became accustom to my presence. Even though I am not a bird they didn’t mind I was there after a while and I was able to get closer to them. While hoping not to get pooped on, I began to wonder, if I allow things to remain in my heart or life that don't belong, after a while will I not recognize how anomalous their presence is? Given a picture of a human and flock of birds, a kindergartner could clearly point out which doesn’t fit, but it's harder to see from the inside. I fear that if I don’t get rid of the things in my life that don’t belong, I may eventually accept flaws for truth and they will become embedded lies in the foundation of my character like paw prints in a sidewalk.

Maybe this is why we need to bring our burdens to God daily and clean our closets regularly...

P.S. I thought this pigeon was going to walk into me and looked really goofy...