January 23

I'm not entirely sure if I've mentioned it before, but I don't like folding laundry. I don't mind collecting clothes or tossing them into the washer or schlepping them over into the dryer, but folding gets a big yuck from me. I'd rather clean toilets, wipe countertops, mop, or perform just about any other chore.

So it's a huge blessing to me that Adam does the great majority of the folding around here. I don't know that he enjoys it, per se, but he knows that I don't, so he does it for us.

That's a servant's heart in action. And I am grateful for the example.