To some this picture may not look like much. Some may think, “why is the washer and dryer outside?” Some May note the rusty dryer top or the white paint smudge on the washer.

But after over five years of either not having both of these convenience machines, a broken combo of either of these machines, a washer in our kitchen, a dryer on a distant veranda, having washed and dried clothes by hand many times, walking through the rain with laundry, this picture represents a blessing beyond measure.

Our working washer. Our working dryer. Side by side. On a convenient, rain-safe porch location. Where I don’t have to walk in the rain to access them. On this continent. In this developing country. And just a couple of short months before we, Lord willing, welcome our fifth child and another round of cloth diaper laundry. 🙌🏼

THIS is a monumental day. A luxury I never knew would feel like such a glamorous luxury.

Thanks be to God. We are overwhelmed by His blessing.