Thursday, May 7, 2009
This morning while on my drive home from the gym, I was thinking.
Did you get that?
I was thinking!!
Anyway, I was thinking that I forgot to start my washers last night. We have an electricity plan that allows us certain hours when the electricity is cheaper. After midnight, the power is almost 50% cheaper, so I try to wash clothes at midnight. At least start my washers and then go to bed. I have two washers. One was left in the house (it's 18 years old!) when we moved in, so my husband rigged it up using the plumbing from a shower that we don't use, so I can run two washers at once! With 5 kids, and itty bitty European washers, I need all the washers I can get!. Both of these washers may hold as many clothes as my one washer did in the states.
Back to my story....
I forgot to load the washers last night which means I don't get to hang them out this morning, and this makes me sad.
Yes, you heard me right...I actually like hanging clothes out on the line.
Last summer was my first time ever to use a clothesline. I had to learn the right and wrong way to do it. I posted about my time spent at 'The Line'.
I love the fresh, clean smelling clothes that are wet and cool against the hot sun. I pray as I hang each article of clothing.......
.....something like this....
....."Lord, would you bless Brooklyn today? This shirt is hers and it's so hard to believe that she's 10 now. She's such a lady, so sweet, caring and appreciative. Help her Lord to continue to mature and follow your will......Lord, would you look at these tiny socks. Justice is a handful, tiny feet and all. He's 2 Lord and never stops moving. Always looking for the next adventure. Would you keep him safe as he tests himself, his abilities and his "man" hood.....Lord, would you bless my handsome husband the next time he wears this shirt while preaching your word. Give him a clear mind, direct his thoughts and give him the right words as he shares with the Portuguese people about your love and will for their lives....."
You see....when I don't have clothes to hang out...I miss this time of sweet fellowship with my Lord. He speaks to me, reassures me, calms me and directs me....all while hanging out the laundry.
I guess I could have the same sweet fellowship while cleaning the toilets....but somehow, that just doesn't sound the same, does it?