We've been cleaning house around here, literally and figuratively. We (loosely used) have painted the bathroom, the kitchen, all the cupboards, and just had someone else paint the rest of the interior of the house. In the process, all my pictures and pretties have been put away for their own safety. Now I have a whole lot of empty walls, but I'm hesitant to clutter them up again. Not that pictures of family are clutter, but you know what I mean. I like the idea of a blank canvas. A fresh start.
Figuratively, but probably more real than any house redecorating, I get a clean slate every time I confess to God something I have let come between us. He forgives me and sees me as a new creation, His new creation (2 Cor. 5:17, 1 John 1:9)). I can choose to put on the same old "clutter" and look exactly the same, or I can be free. Fresh. A blank canvas for Him to decorate as He sees fit. I like that idea.