Stain removal...

It was a large basket of clean laundry.  There were two...perhaps three...loads that had been waiting for my attention. It was not going away. So, I pulled it across the floor and began the task of folding washcloths, towels, sheets and countless clothes.  I don't mind.  I actually enjoy doing laundry.  There's just something about watching piles of dirty laundry transform into neat, clean stacks.

I began thinking.  I have certainly worn my share of stains on this journey of life.  Some were barely noticeable while others were quite obvious.  Some were better hidden in darker shades while others seemed to absolutely ruin lighter hues of my life.  Although I tried to wash them away, no amount of soap removed them.  They would not go away.

I am thankful that Someone sees my mistakes but chooses to love me anyway.  He knows my story.  He sees the stains. He even made a way to remove them from my life.  He knows I will need more grace and mercy on this journey.  He realizes there will be more piles of dirty laundry as I make more mistakes along the way.  Yet He assures me that I am not a mistake. He holds me, loves me and cleanses my messy life over and over again.  I don't know why He chooses to continue loving me but I am thankful.  There's just something about knowing a Savior Who transforms stained souls into purposeful people.  I am amazed.  I am grateful.  I am never alone.<3~thl