Through A Wringer
When I was a little boy we used to have an old fashioned
wringer washing machine. This was an early type of washing machine
in which you had to hand feed the freshly washed clothes through a
pair of moving rolling pins to squeeze the extra water out before
drying. I often wondered how those clothes felt going through them.
This curiosity was painfully ended one day when I was helping my Mom
feed the clothes into them and got my own fingers caught instead.
Needless to say, I was far more careful after that.
Usually after we finished washing the clothes my Mom would hang
them out on the clothes line to dry. I would hand her the wooden
clothes pins as she hung them and help her fold the freshly dried
clothes a few hours later. I can still remember how wonderful they
smelled after warming in God's sunshine all afternoon. I would hold
them up to my face and delight in their warmth, cleanness, and
I know that sometimes it can feel as if life is putting us all
though a wringer washer. The troubles and stresses of life always
seem to want to squeeze and flatten every bit of peace and happiness
out of us. Sometimes our whole day feels like my fingers did that
time when I was a careless young boy. It is up to us, however, to
not let ourselves stay flattened like an old, wet pair of pants. It
is up to us to pick ourselves up and warm our hearts and souls again
in the sunshine of God's love. It is up to us to choose the Heavenly
scent of love and joy moment by moment to refresh our lives and to
share with the world.
I hope then that no matter how flattened you get by life at
times you can still rise up to choose more joy and love. I hope that
no matter how many times you are put through a wringer you can still
come out stronger, better, and closer to God.
~ Joseph J. Mazzella ~
[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella (joecool@wirefire) -- from 'Inspired Buffalo' (InspiredBuffalo@lighthouse.net) ]
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