There’s nothing like fresh laundry once it is back from a wash, turning from an unkempt pile into a sweet smelling, newly cleaned, neatly folded, slightly warm softness. Don’t you just love the feeling of something that was very rumpled, unkempt and unclean returning to you folded neatly, ordered and ready for use again?
Sometimes we run to God in thought and prayer, crying with frustration at something we cannot grasp, or something that we need to adjust in our own thinking, but are resistant to because it involves giving up our own self-righteous indignation. We bundle up our woes, a whole tangle that we cannot fathom and certainly cannot begin to see our way through. We lay it at His feet and then in the peace of our prayerful time, comes the realisation we always were what He made us – that one cause from the one creation, that joy of His being, that flowering of His word, that settling peace that only Divine Love can bring.
Recently I was overwhelmed with a heap of ‘stuff’ and couldn’t see my way through it all, couldn’t work out which bit needed dealing with. Was it the past accumulation of a sense of unfairness, or the recent developments in a personal relationship, or was it my mood that was overshadowing truth? There seemed to be a great pile of things and then I realised it was all just ‘nothing’ anyway. I didn’t have to deal with it all, I just had to take it to God for sorting. Then I had to look to God, know God, and be with God.
The sharp experiences of belief in the supposititious life of matter, as well as our disappointments and ceaseless woes, turn us like tired children to the arms of divine Love. (SH 322:26-29)
I spent a few days really getting back to basics and letting God in, instead of all other interruptions, interpretations and distractions. Life around me settled again, circumstances and meetings showed harmony was in control, and I was glad to see it. Surprising delights unveiled themselves, I had missed God’s way marks, and let myself get side-tracked and I was pleased to get back to my original state. Fresh, clean and tidy once again.
Thank you, God for fresh laundry!