When God does your Laundry

white kittenAfter several days of being out of pocket, the laundry had once again mounted up to the height of the washer & dryer.  I decided that I’d stay home today and tackle it.  Started off well enough…

two load on the line, one in the dryer (girly stuff) and another in the washer….

looking forward to filling up TMOAC (The Mother Of All Clotheslines) with a full day of washing!

Then it started to RAIN —– AGAIN.

Some nearby towns have actually had to evacute people from their homes due to the flood waters.  We’re in good shape here, just can’t do any field work or haying…

and apparently not much laundry!

I was IM’ing one of my friends and quipped that if it started raining, I’d know God wanted to rewash all my laundry.  Within half an hour, the rains started.

It got me to thinkin’….

Sometimes I’ve been under the impression that I had an area of my life in pretty good order.  The little ducks were in a row — although a few might be looking around for other options.  Seems like when I think I can let down my guard, something comes up that slaps me upside the head and reminds me that it is all very, very fragile.

 God will elbow me in the sides on Sunday morning and point out a few people in the crowd at church.  He’ll ask, “Aren’t you harboring some resentment toward them?”  Ouch.  He’s rewashing my laundry.

I forgave them a long time ago, Lord!

“Ohhhhhh……”, He says, “I remember you were working on it –but I happened to notice that when you saw them the first thing that popped into your mind was that they still hadn’t returned any of the books they’ve borrowed from you or the other moms…..and he (the husband) never did apologize for losing his temper with your son.”

(I can feel the spin cycle coming)

He continued to point out a few other people in the crowd and casually mentioned the thoughts that had run through my head about THEM.   Ugh.

And then He said, “They’re My kids, too.  Just like you.  Not perfect, but I love them.”

As the sermon continued, He began to remind me of how easily we slip into sin — sometimes simply because we’ve gotten caught up in the busyness of life.  He reminded me that we live in a world full of disappointments — and unless we continually train ourselves to focus on the blessings, we can get bogged down in discouragement — and ‘medicating’ that discouragement by fleshly activities.    He reminded me of much more — enough to make me stop and take a deep breath as I looked out on those people.   (I’m feeling the rinse cycle)

When I’m hurt, I have to remember that forgiveness is a process.  I may have to rewash my mind over and over until the stains of the wound come out.    I can’t get weary of rewashing and retreating those stains if I want to keep my spiritual garments clean — it’s just part of the process.  Every time I rewash, the stain gets a little less powerful….

Gotta go get more of my original ‘glow’ back!laundry line


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