Well, yes, it might be very easy to pack a box with styrofoam packing material (actually it looks rather fun) but try to disassociate yourself from the wretched stuff - that's another story.
And so this morning I opened a package which contained the real package one-tenth of its size; the rest was filled with styrofoam material.
I tried my best to get rid of the clinging balls and pieces - they stuck to trousers, jacket, coat. At one point I just waved jacket and coat and that seemed to work except the displaced pieces then chose a new site closer to home - my hands.
I tried to pick them off but it was a useless process doomed to frustration and then the solution hit me - wash them off. Moving to the bathroom I had pictures of people attacked by insects who then dive into a river to wash them off; well, that wasn't for me (though there is a shower in the church offices!). It worked and easily.
There are definitely times when I labour over minutiae when really what is needed is to be washed again, overwhelmed by the cleansing and renewing love and grace of God. It works too, I promise!
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