What would you think if you were riding down the road and saw clothes hanging on a fence like this?
Any one of my daughters might hit the brakes and slow down to see if it’s a yard sale. My husband would gun the motor and say, “We have plenty of junk of our own.” I can hear myself think, “That’s not a yard sale! Buncha rednecks. No wonder southerners have the reputation we do! Who would hang their laundry on a chain link fence?”
Not that I’m judgmental. But I do remember being in Bible college in the early seventies when mini-skirts and hot pants were in style. I had nothing appropriate to wear, so my mom and a cousin, made me five decent length dresses. I was so proud and very spiritual. A fellow student came into the Soda Shoppe where I worked. Her dress was pretty short and I remember thinking to myself, “Good gracious! Does she not own a mirror? I wouldn’t be caught dead in something that short, especially here in a Bible college!”
A few days later, my boyfriend surprised me and did our laundry. The college dryers were the kind that got extra hot. He filled it up with quarters and went to play basketball. My only dresses were made of polyester, and well, even though I wasn’t caught dead out in a dress that short, I sure could’ve died at the wardrobe I had left. There wasn’t any choice but to wear my tiny polyester frocks since that was all I had and we were a thousand miles from home. So basically I wore the flattest shoes I owned, and scrunched down a lot. But I saw the looks. And I learned a lesson. God really does have a sense of humor.
Pete Wilson wrote about a “Prospective Bomb” he got while being frustrated with a lady with two huge carts of flowers. She was in line in front of him at Lowe’s and the process was taking forever. He was in a hurry and really needed to get moving. The prospective bomb dropped when he heard double-cart flower-lady saying to the cashier that she was planting a flower garden at the home of a friend who was dying of cancer.
Oh my goodness. Why do I judge so easily? Why do I get so ill with others? Someone is going through financial difficulties and we think, “Shoulda had a budget!” Someone needs prayer for healing and we think, “Shoulda took better care of herself.” I’ve noticed in the news there’s often the little add-ons like, “She was not wearing a seat belt.” Well MAYBE, her kid dropped his sippy-cup and mom turned around to get it so driver dad wouldn’t be distracted with all the screaming. We never know what someone is going through, or what led them to do what they did. So why don’t we cut each other a little slack?
By the way, the clothes on the chain link fence are mine. My dryer broke and my husband was almost out of shirts. I’m just thankful I didn’t run out of underwear yet. Yep. I’m a redneck and proud of it. And if anyone thinks I’m having a yard sale, well, pull in and make me an offer.