In cleaning out some drawers this week, I came across several scarves and handkerchiefs of my mom's. At risk of eliminating her perfume smell, I decided to wash them on delicate cycle to freshen them up a bit. I haven't any idea how I will ever use them and why I am keeping them, but some things are just hard to part with. Perhaps someday I will be happy I saved them.
Is this how God thinks of the human race? Does He wonder what good we are and if it's worth it to keep us around? Evidently, He just can't part with us. I hope someday He'll be happy He saved us too.
fresh out of the low-heat dryer:
I think we look better too, when God gets finished with us:
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