fresh laundry

July 4, 2011

We had some freshly washed and dried towels on the floor, waiting to go out to the car.  Work towels, mess towels, old towels.  But they were fresh out of the dryer and Poppy couldn’t stand it.  She burrowed and played and climbed all over them.  I was happy they weren’t bath towels, or we’d have to wash them all over again.

But it reminded me that since I was a child I have liked going to bed with freshly cleaned sheets.  I’d fall asleep quickly, burrowed deeply into a clean-smelling pillow.  Then the next night I’d flip the pillow and get two days worth of the experience.   So I understand Poppy’s exuberance.

I wonder what the world would think if we were as exuberant over the washing that we have received from our Father.  I wonder what would happen if we got excited when thinking about how clean we have been made.

Psalm 51:2 Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin.

Psalm 51:7 Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.

Are we more like the one or the nine from Luke 17?  “One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice.   He threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him—and he was a Samaritan.”

Lord, give me the exuberance of the Samaritan, let me praise you in front of everyone.  Let me be like a cat with clean laundry.  I rejoice that you have made me clean.


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