Generous in love—God, 

give grace! Huge in mercy—wipe out my bad record.
   Scrub away my guilt,
      soak out my sins in your laundry.
   I know how bad I've been;
      my sins are staring me down.

 You're the One I've violated, and you've seen
      it all, seen the full extent of my evil.
   You have all the facts before you;
      whatever you decide about me is fair.
   I've been out of step with you for a long time,
      in the wrong since before I was born.
   What you're after is truth from the inside out.
      Enter me, then; conceive a new, true life.

  Soak me in your laundry and I'll come out clean,
      scrub me and I'll have a snow-white life.
   Tune me in to foot-tapping songs,
      set these once-broken bones to dancing.
   Don't look too close for blemishes,
      give me a clean bill of health.
   God, make a fresh start in me,
      shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
   Don't throw me out with the trash,
      or fail to breathe holiness in me.
   Bring me back from gray exile,
      put a fresh wind in my sails!
   Give me a job teaching rebels your ways
      so the lost can find their way home.
   Commute my death sentence, God, my salvation God,
      and I'll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.
   Unbutton my lips, dear God;
      I'll let loose with your praise.

  Going through the motions doesn't please you,
      a flawless performance is nothing to you.
   I learned God-worship
      when my pride was shattered.
   Heart-shattered lives ready for love
      don't for a moment escape God's notice.

  Make Zion the place you delight in,
      repair Jerusalem's broken-down walls.
   Then you'll get real worship from us,
      acts of worship small and large,
   Including all the bulls
      they can heave onto your altar! 

-Psalm 51

   At one point or another we find ourselves at a point where we need a serious make-over!  I'm not talking about a cosmetic fix up.  Nope, I'm talkin something more serious.  There are some things that are so wrong with us that lipstick, fancy clothes or expensive Nip Tuck's won't even come close to fixing.  We need a Spiritual makeover.  We need to come to apoint where we do just like David did, admit that we are jacked up and then appeal to the God of Mercies to renew, deliver and restore us.

  When He shows up to do so, we need to stay still and let Him do what He does best.  I won't lie to ya...it's probably gonna be very uncomfortable.  In fact I will go as far as to say it just might hurt...but don't be discouraged and don't give up, because after the makeover is done...even you won't recognize yourself! 

Today's Challenge:  It's time to check in for your makeover.  Stop tryin to fix things yourself, all you do is make a bigger mess of things!  Turn it over to the surgeon and let Him chisel all that old junk away.  Ya Heard!