Standing in the powder room, I noticed movement near my feet. I was fortunate to have my readers on and quickly grabbed my Mrs. Meyers dish soap, which is under every sink in our home, and squirted away. The spray did not slow Myrtle down. Side note, we grew up with a neighbor named Myrtle with sleek chocolate hair who plodded her feet hard as she walked. Beautiful woman, but we were all scared of her. She was on task, (the stream of a little soap and water were no challenge to her multiple legs approaching me. I next squirted her with Lysol toilet bowl gel. A lethal combo surely to slow her down. To no avail, her advance on me continued. I held my breath and smacked her with my Natural Grocer magazine. Ahhh, this was like fanning a southern lady in the fall, no affect. I took a deep breath and stepped on her. She was a grand roach, so it hurt to snuff her out, but alas, I was out of options.
What have you attempted to snuff out of your life unsuccessfully?
What do you allow to advance in your presence that you know is not God’s best in your life?

Spraying the bluebell liquid did not change the fact that a fabulously large roach was loose and soon to not only touch my shoes but be free in our home.
I glanced at the drain in the tub. It was open. When did I last pour bleach as a preventative measure? We had allowed Myrtle to waltz in and take up residence.
What needs to go in your life?
What do you need to evict forcibly?