Yesterday, we were blessed by a great
gift from Tim and Mandie. They finally decided to attempt a remedy
for their crowded laundry room, and replaced the washer and dryer
with “stackables.” They brought us their nearly new washer and
dryer and took away ours. I had been concerned for some time our
washer and dryer were not long for this world(do dryers wheeze—ours
did). I had worked on both the washer and dryer previously(not
terribly hard) but both were feeling their age. As I recall, the
washer took us through Tim and Joseph's middle school, high school
and college years. From there it went to Livingston for 11 years and
today a year after moving to Round Rock was still going. The dryer
was a little newer bought from my brother when he was running a store
in Eldorado. It was the one that whined and groaned and left us
wondering when it would quit. So, Sunday's call, and Sunday's arrival
of “new to us” appliances were wonderful gifts.
I remember in the early days of
pastoring, I wanted to live out the family work ethic and provide for
my family by the labor of my hands. I found it difficult to accept
honorariums for weddings and funerals, and gifts from members in the
congregation. One of our dear friends in the church took the time to
tell me that congregational giving to the pastor was something we
needed to humbly accept and be grateful for. It was a lesson I would
struggle with for years. It just was not in my “family DNA” to
depend on others.
However, through my years as a pastor,
I learned the joy of gratitude for others sharing with us out of
their love and abundance. At first it was stuff from the garden, then
it was money for gas when my dad was sick, then it was a watch from
my alma mater, and again and again, it was kindness beyond
description. The take away from those years was God was faithful to
provide for his servants.
So, this gift came at a time when we
were talking about purchasing a new washer and dryer. (One can date
the age of their marriage by the appliances they buy along the way).
Tim and Mandie's decision was a blessing.
However, having said that, I have
discovered one small problem I will remedy this week. The dryer is
“creepy.” In newer homes one of which we are leasing, every
square inch seems to be spoken for. In this house, the washer and
dryer sit together in a tiny little space between two doors. One
opens from the house to the appliance room, and the other from the
appliance room to the garage. It is tight. Not so much horizontally,
but depth. And we discovered the dryer creeps forward. Anna made the
mistake of going into the garage and could not come back in because
the dryer creeped forward and blocked the door. Fortunately, she
could go around and come in the front door.
I have never owned a creepy dryer. So
this is a new experience. However, someone somewhere has anticipated
this particular issue. So today we ordered “creepy less”
applications which go over the legs of the dryer and solve the
problem.
There is a part of me that wishes there
were such easy solutions for the brokenness people bring to us. “All
we need to do is order this simple fix, and “waalaa” your problem
is no longer a problem.”
When the Scripture tells us we are
fearfully and wonderfully made, it speaks not only to the intrinsic
value(we are the people for whom Christ died) but our virtues and
vices which can be deep rooted and complex. In fact, it is the fact
we are fearfully and wonderfully made that reflects the profundity of
the depths of some of our struggles.
A creepy dryer, not a problem. A broken
life so much more complex, so much more compelling, and so much more
an opportunity for the grace of Christ and the healing of Christ.
Wash your hands, wear your masks for
others, mind the gap, and be kind.
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