Doing the wash: now there’s an activity ripe with theological possibilities! The act of sudsing and spinning your clothes clean might remind us that we need God to cleanse us – and it might be uncomfortable and hard on us, just as it is on our clothes in that machine! In worship we confess our sin and seek forgiveness; it’s embarrassing, and requires change. Being washed, like my laundry.
But then the load is ready to come out of the dryer. As I fold an undershirt, and then a
handtowel, and then my biking shorts, I say a prayer for someone, anyone, or
give thanks for something, or someone.
As I smooth out and put my laundry in order, I ask God to put my life in
better order. Iron out my crooked places, O Lord.
And then there are socks – notoriously independent creatures, although
they were made to live in pairs. I’m
always one sock short. Where could it
be? As I pair my socks, I pray for a
relationship, mine with my child or spouse, a couple I know that is
struggling. When I notice the lonely
sock without its friend, I think of someone who’s been left alone – and pray,
and maybe even email or phone the person.
Or I think of the one who has gone out on his own – the friend who’s
moved to the West coast for work, or the son away at college – and I pray, and
maybe even shoot that person a note of love.
The laundry: another chance to worship fully.