Holy cleaning is dirty..

YO, it's pretty lame when cats take out your dried laundry, you forget to pick it up, and lo'! There's an impressive mound of severely crippled clothing dried and Lays-ruffled to perfection. So what I end up doing is folding people's laundry after I put my load into the dryer. I know perfectly well the rage from seeing jumbled clothing, and the fact that I know Christ makes me wonder how others would respond sans special revelation. Anyways, today was an otherwise ordinary stack.

sweatpants, Penn traditions 2012, Barack the Vote 2008, Greek weekend 2008, see-through panties, Greek weekend 2009, Greek weekend 2010, Fling in Wonderland, Das Sober, guy socks, pink pantie-whoa!!!!

Exhibit A. Stain-streaked panties

It's so brown. and heavy. my insides were heaving from simultaneous mirth via hilarity & disgust via nausea. So clearly the sight is before me! but my job continues and eventually everything gets stacked.

How clear our sin is before God. How shambled our lives appear, but with careful hands they are received and remade. How gracious is His....grace, to have Christians work through Christians, atheists through atheists. and like Penn laundry, it's free!

The only form of grace I can possibly dispense right now is keeping the identity of clothing-owner anonymous. Seldom do I sell-out... besides saying she's a Phi sigma sigma living on 24th floor Rodin, I have done no such thing. Her transgressions are safe with me :]]

Genesis 38:27-30