It is all a prayer, that laundry. Not a chore – a task – an automated get-it-out-of-the-way thing, but an opportunity to appreciate each member of the family.

Doing the laundry, I have discovered, is a way to think of about the gift of each person in my family. The sheets blowing on the line bring to mind the many things – moments of together and intimacy shared in our mariage.

As I iron the shirts and pants of my husband, I remember his wonderful calming presence in my life. I smooth and fold the jeans of his, thinking how this brings new creative ways of thinking in my world.

For life comes to mind as my iron traces the fabric of colorful prints. Laundry is a way for me to give thanks for the gifts of my family.

Blessed be the God and Father of Our Lord Jesus Christ.

Amen