Laundry Day

It’s laundry day today for my soiled soul

The process is a challenge but I know I’ll come out whole

I’ve been in this stinking hamper in darkness for too long

Dirty, stained and wrinkled, the stench is getting strong

I hear the washer filling; the water’s getting deep

I sit with other laundry all waiting in a heap

Detergent has been added; is that bleach I smell?

My eyes already burning; the water’s hot as hell

I see the hot steam rising as I’m emptied in

I’m wishing for another way to eradicate my sin

The twisting and turning has me tangled in a knot

Can all this agitation remove every stain and spot?

Finally it stops, the dirty water drains

Cool water now pours in like the springtime rains

The reprieve is short lived, more twisting and turning

At least the water’s cool, no detergent burning

The cycle stops again, the water all drains out

Hooray, I’m feeling clean, is what I want to shout

Then the spinning starts; I’m plastered to the side

I’m feeling cold and heavy; it was the wildest ride

In the dryer I go, its warmth is a relief

Soon the heat’s intense; I pray the cycle’s brief

When I’m taken out the dirt and stains are gone

Even wrinkles were removed; I’m ready to be worn

Ephesians 5:25-27 (New International Version, ©2010)

 Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless.