Clean-up, Clean-up. Everybody Clean-up!

So, I am at my parents' house today, Wednesday. I have recently been hired to clean once a week. It's a great deal because Caleb and I get to get out of the house and I get to make some extra moo-lah for the family. =) Oh, and THEY get their house cleaned. I love cleaning. Yep, that's not a typo. I love it. It's especially easy for me to clean up someone else's home because I am not there every day, residing among familiar corners and crannies that may/may not collect dust. It's also easy for me to spot things that the residents may/may not notice and therefore can properly asses the dirt "damage" and fix it. There's nothing like seeing some fresh vacuum lines on the furniture and carpet... sigh... I *am* a total nerd. Today, I was thinking of how much I enjoy cleaning my parents' house. It's really a lot of fun and I leave less stressed than when I pulled in the driveway. It's easier than cleaning my own home, actually. And therein brings me back to the thinking that I was referring to... Sometimes, it is easier for us to spot the mess in other folks' lives and asses it than it is to let the Word or the Holy Spirit asses our own mess. It is easy for me to pick a part a person and all see a few of their fault and discredit them and not want to allow him/her to speak into my life. Sad, I know. Because me doing that almost makes it seem as though I think I have it all together, and let's face it: I don't. I want to work on NOT trying to spot someone's faults. I want to work on DILIGENTLY LOOKING for evidences of God's grace in a person's life. It's easy to do the former; it's worthwhile to ask God to do the latter in me. Jesus, please help me.