My nephew asked if I would mind trying to remove the stain from another one of his favorite T-shirts since I’m usually able to get out set in ones. The next day he asked if it was okay to wear the shirt. “Oh no, honey, it can take me a few weeks to work on a stain”. He was surprised.

It makes me think of how many times I have approached You, wondering why some of the stains on my soul are not yet gone. I have wished for a quick work and found it to be slow and tedious. And thorough. And complete. Even though I would really like all my stains to disappear with one spray, I am learning to trust Your timing.