I never in my life thought I would say what I’m about to say. But, it’s true.

This last week I discovered that I love the laundry room here at the COC.

If you knew me at all growing up or even over the last few years living on my own you would have seen that laundry is probably my least favorite household chore. 
In my house in San Diego, where I lived by myself, I had a whole room to use as my closet. Most of the time, my clothes went from the dirty pile, through the wash and then into the clean pile. The clean pile is where they would stay until I wore them and they were moved back to the dirty pile. 
 
It was very rare for me to fold the clothes or hang them up in the closet. I always kind of thought it was a waste of time.

 
 
The laundry room here has a huge industrial washer and dryer. 
The amount of sheets and towels that can be found in just one load is really quite amazing. 
The machines are running almost constantly.
 At any given point you could walk in and find yourself a pile of laundry large enough to get lost in for days.
 
 
 
 
This week I realized that if I were willing to do a job that most of the time I didn’t enjoy I could have the thing I was really craving – time alone
Sometimes several hours alone all at once.

I never thought I would thank Jesus for laundry. But I am so very thankful.

Thank you Jesus for the laundry room of solitude. 
Thank you for knowing exactly what I need and giving me the place to be alone in my thoughts so I am able to be present for my team. 
Thank you for showing me that the things I need don’t always come in the things I love and for teaching me to love the things I need.