I know laundry has a bad rap. It’s never-ending, and most people don’t enjoy doing it. But I don’t mind it—actually, I quite enjoy it. It’s relaxing. It’s satisfying. You can do other things while the clothes are in the washer. Our great-great-grandparents didn’t have that luxury, so thank you, Jesus, for technology! I like the challenge of getting a stain out. I like seeing the row of clean shirts hanging in the laundry room.
The Summer of Scratchy Towels
I especially love hanging clothes outside in the summer when I can. My kids used to joke (or maybe it was complaining??!) about “scratchy towel season!” Hey, it was a free exfoliation to use those towels!
But oh, that smell of clothes dried in the sun—there is nothing better.
Blessing My Family One Sock at a Time
I didn’t always love folding clothes. But over time, I began to appreciate the simple rhythm of it—folding things neatly, matching socks, stacking fresh towels. It became a quiet, sacred moment in my day.
When my kids were young, I’d fold their laundry and think about them. And then I began to pray for them.
🧺 “A pair of jeans became a prayer for strength. A favorite T-shirt, a prayer for protection at school. Pajamas, a blessing for sweet rest.”
I wanted to bless them—not just with clean, wrinkle-free clothes, but with the covering of a mother’s prayer. Blessing My Family One Sock at a Time
The Hidden Ministry
It wasn’t glamorous. No one saw it. But God did.
✨ “And He taught me something powerful: sometimes ministry isn’t loud or public. Sometimes it’s whispering blessings over a sock.”
The Season of Two
Now, my kids are grown. It’s just my husband and me in the house. But I still fold his socks with love. I still pray over the man who wears them. The prayers are different now—sometimes deeper. And they still matter.
Laundry as Love
Those everyday chores—the ones that feel endless and stuck on repeat—are actually acts of service. A quiet ministry. A blessing to those we love the most.
“As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God’s varied grace.”~1 Peter 4:10 (ESV)
A reminder that service—yes, even laundry! —is a way we reflect God’s grace.
👕 “Someday, they won’t be so hard. Your little ones will grow up. The laundry pile will shrink. But you will have blessed those kids’ socks off.”
A Word to You, Mama (or Grandma, or Just You)
Maybe you’re drowning in laundry. Maybe your house is suddenly quiet.
Wherever you are today, hear this:
💛 God meets us in the ordinary. There is holiness in the humdrum, if we let Him in.
I would love to hear of ways that you bless your family and ways that you let Him in!
The Self Cleaning House 