Here is my first vignette of five in a little series I would like to call The Domestic Mundane Graces that are Often Ignored series or DMGOI for short.
This morning it was hard to get up. It seemed as if all of the invisible forces that make it hard to get up in the morning were conspiring against me.
There is generally a certain amount of comfort I can hope for in a cup of coffee, but the coffee wasn’t working.
Opening the curtains usually causes the invisible forces of morning frumps to fly away but the windows in our house were fogged up.
Usually when my left knee is hurting in the morning a nice hot shower helps but this morning the shower water couldn’t get any hotter.
It seems as if all the usually morning comforts that God gives me were on vacation.”Would I not be allowed any morning grace?” I asked myself. But God in His providence and personal care threw in the towel… literally. Let me clarify what I am saying. In our home it seems like all of our towels were made for midgets or really healthy skinny, hot people who get up with perfect smiles, and blue birds on their shoulders like those Irish spring soap commercials I grew up watching. So usually my morning encounter with my bath towel is more like wrestling with a wet suit than the utopic (is this even a word?) experience I remember from watching the soap commercials as a child. However, this morning, I don’t know where it came from or how it happened I grabbed the only towel in our house that could wrap around me twice.
I didn’t even know we had this towel”… “were did it come from?”… “I don’t know.
I can honestly say that’s what did it this morning. That’s what made my day God tossed me a towel that fit me and for a moment I was in one of those Irish spring commercials…. before the kids got up.
What kind of towels has God thrown in for you today?