Washing machine churning away again. When the weather is as settled
as this, I just have an urge to throw all the blankets, mattress protectors,
bedding into the wash to get it dried and aired in a few hours. There is
something so lovely about the fragrance of clean linen air dried amongst the
flowers in the garden.
Spending time in Jesus’ presence, focused and aware of him,
is a bit like being hurled into the washing machine! Some stubborn stains get
released. Some may take future washings, hotter water, more soap. Then hanging out
with him, hopefully draws in some of his beautiful fragrance which can be
detected when we are out there in the world.
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