Lessons from Laundry
Where do all the mismatched socks come from and where do they go? As I was digging through the sock basket this morning looking for AJ a pair, there were so many socks! At first they all seemed to have no match. For me it can be a little overwhelming, almost a sense of bondage to this basket of socks! But after dumping the basket out and a little time of sorting, matches were made. Today the thought hit me. Some days I feel like that basket of socks, a little mismatched. But after I dump it all out and spend a little time of quiet sorting, I find my match and realize he has been there all along...Jesus.
Just a thought.
posted by Anonymous @ 3:55 PM
1 Comments:
Where do the mis-matched socks go? Many theories exist on this. I choose to believe most of mine end up in the yard by the trampoline. Unrecognizable, stiff as a board, and not even worth washing! Loved your blog! The socks always overwhelm me - by the time I get to matching the socks (usually last), I'm worn out!
Love ya!
Jill
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