I don’t know what made me do it, but I purchased some linen sheets for our bed. Probably because I will literally shop for anything on line at the moment. Lol!
I love to wear linen and it’s seemed like a great idea. When we crawled in the first night, we looked at each other like WTH? Seriously? What was I thinking! I didn’t wash them first which was a huge mistake but they were new and in a beautiful linen bag. I was actually excited.
Ok, why? I know what linen feels like. And it’s expensive! Why is it expensive??
Whoa. These sheets are like the John the Baptist version of bedsheets! We are sleeping on sackcloth and ashes!! Every time I get in bed, I think of that poor man wearing itchy uncomfortable clothes. What a sacrifice to keep his mind on his one goal. I mean, is that why he did it? I’m thinking I could have spread the good news a lot easier in cotton. Lol!
We are on day 3 of these miserable sheets. I’ve offered to burn them, at least wash them, give them away to whatever crazy person might want a little suffering in their life, but the Cowboy insists they are getting softer. They probably are. I was a little sunburned too so that certainly didn’t help.
I’m not sure that being uncomfortable by our own doing is a good thing, but it worked for John. I mean he was quickly beheaded but not for his choice of fabric. I know he is sitting by the King.
Sometimes, being uncomfortable helps mold us. We go through crushing to become wine but should we do it to ourselves?
If it keeps us focused on the goal and not on ourselves, then maybe it’s a good idea? I mean, it was not my plan with the sheets and I’m a little more focused on myself every time I lay down and rub across those awful things at the moment. But they really are getting better. If we keep on with the uncomfortable, eventually, you get used to it and it becomes not so bad. But is that good? Should uncomfortable ever become comfortable?
Yes!!! But only if it’s molding you. Not if it’s conforming you into something evil, or making you be less of yourself. Change is uncomfortable but it can be a good thing if we grow from it. Our world is certainly changing. We are all a little uncomfortable right now. But not everything is about us is it? Let’s use this time of uncomfortable to find the true meaning of life, love and sacrifice. I think John would have rocked this pandemic and never wavered from love. Let’s try and follow his example without losing our heads.
Anybody want to buy some sackcloth sheets?
P.S. I just put those awful things in the washer. I'll keep you posted.
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