Downy Wrinkle Releaser is one of my favorite things in the whole world.

I mean really…there are only two steps: SPRAY and STRETCH.  That’s it.  In just a matter of moments, the T-shirt I’ve grabbed out of the bottom of the (usually) clean laundry pile is fresh and wrinkle-free.

SPRAY and STRETCH.

Everything should be that easy.

I love SPRAY.  It’s like….quick, soaking, and to the point.  No messing around.  At 5:00 am when you’re clunking around the house in the dark trying to get it together, who has time or patience to mess with an ironing board???  Plus, it is really fun to attack something with a spray bottle at 5:00 am.  Better to spray a T-shirt than one of my sleeping boys…Maybe.

I’m not so much a fan of STRETCH, though.  Man, that’s HARD.   Sometimes there are very BIG DIFFICULT WRINKLES to deal with.

Have you ever felt grabbed up, sprayed down, and pulled all around?  It’s just flat out not fun.   But I have to wonder if there is a reason they decided to call the stuff Wrinkle RELEASER.

Like maybe there is something about releasing, letting go…and knowing that there is a vision for the look and the feel of the fabric that we just don’t completely see.

Life is But a Weaving 
Corrie Ten Boom (The Tapestry Poem)

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.
Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.
Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned
He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.