My Folded Laundry is a False Shelter

It was right after breakfast. The kids were playing sweetly together in the playroom. I grabbed my bible and this book. I topped off my coffee and sat down, ready to start my day with some good truth. To fill my tank. To lighten my heart.

I read Psalm 91:1-2. It says:  “Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most high will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.””

In my book, I’m prompted to list the false shelters that I cling to in my life. I write down: obedient kids, a clean car, folded laundry. I close my book. 

It had only been a few minutes. I hadn’t even had a sip of my coffee yet. 

But I was reminded that I had laundry waiting to be folded.

See, I recently started a new routine. Before bed, I fill the washing machine with the day’s soiled linens. In the morning, before coffee and breakfast and overall chaos takes over, I start the machine. While it’s washing, I empty the dryer, fold and put away the load from the day before. It’s a good system (thanks, Mimi!) It keeps me on top of the never ending laundry piles. It makes my house significantly tidier. It makes me feel good.

It’s a false shelter.

As I’m folding it, I’m realizing this.

I’m putting my faith and trust in worldly things. If I can just stay on top of our enormous laundry pile – I will be happy (insert eye roll here). I know that it’s wrong. Instead of putting the laundry down and returning to my study, I push those thoughts aside. I turn on my favorite Christian podcast instead.

I think about how silly this is.

How imperfect I am. How we are all sinners. How badly we need Christ.

My marriage, my kids, my relationships, my home, my things – these aren’t my shelters.

As Ruth Chou Simons put it in her book… “our physical environment was never intended to be our true refuge. Turn instead to the unshakeable, steady and strong shelter of our Savior…”

Is it wrong to have a clean house? Absolutely not. Is it wrong to find a rhythm for our home that works for all parties involved? Of course not.

But when I let my desire for a successful laundry routine take precedence over my time in the word – that’s a problem.

Whatever we love more than God becomes our god. And, I don’t know about you, but I definitely do NOT want laundry to be my god 😉

Where we spend the most of our time and energy often times reveals our heart motives. It shows us the false shelters that we are building. 

I’m thankful for the reminder this morning that while I love not having piles of dirty laundry scattered around my home, I don’t want to invest most of my time staying on top of it. I want to be investing my time and energy into furthering His kingdom. He is our true shelter and our refuge.

“My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.” (Psalm 62:7-8)

What are the false shelters in your life?

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10 Comments

  1. Thanks for sharing, sweet sister! All too often I am guilty of the same exact thing. A tidy living area being one… and quiet (me time). A false sense of security, indeed! Miss you 🙂

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