This past weekend Wendy was trying to vacuum the living room but it was not working to well. In fact, the one appliance that should suck, was not doing its job. Since I'm the man of the house I decided to pop the hood and see what I could find. The bag was only half full so I knew that that was not the issue. Then I noticed that the hose was clogged up. I pulled some of it out but I couldn't find the end. Then I started to use a hangar but still I couldn't get it all. When I was pulling out all the carpet lint/fibers they took the cylindrical shape of the hose. It looked like one giant piece of skubalon (that's excrement for you non-Greek-speaking readers). Since neither Wendy and I are in good standing with a gastrologist we decided to take the precious work into our own hands (that means Brandon had to do it). Have any of you seen that episode of King of the Hill where Hank Hill has steak stuck in his...never mind. Well, finally after using a broomstick to flush the hose clean, our formerly constipated vacuum cleaner became regular again. Yay for the small victories in life!

I'm sure some pastor reading this can draw a sermon illustration. One example is that we can be filled up with too much worldly junk that we can no longer effectively do the work that God has prepared for us.