I can honestly say I've never, ever been in the position to express gratitude towards toilet cleaning. But today, while I cleaned our toilets I found myself thinking about the people in the Bahamas, people I came to know through my sister and her husband when we visited them waaaaay back in 2014. All of the places pictured in that post are destroyed and the people we met lost everything. Thankfully all of my sister's friends and in-laws are alive, some left injured - but they're alive - and I prayed with her through the excruciating waiting process. My heart is broken for the victims left behind to pick up the aftermath of Hurricane Dorian and especially for the families who lost loved ones.
So while I cleaned my toilet I found myself thankful for the toilet and the four walls of privacy the bathroom offered, and especially for the people who make the cleaning necessary. I don't know what the Bahamians are experiencing at the moment (living in public, crowded places, cleaning up the disaster, overwhelmed with the tasks ahead, wondering what to do now, coping with the epic loss) but as I reflect on the horrors of their life right now I'm finding myself thankful for EVERYTHING: the roof on our house, the electricity needed to turn on our oven, clean, running water, my closet full of clothes, the toys my girls are playing with, everything, even the toilets I had to clean.
I doubt anyone from the Bahamas has the ability or the time or the desire to read this post, but there are people all over the world praying and wondering how they can help (even from Kearney, NE). Join me in that prayer and in that pursuit.
And then, be super thankful for your toilet - clean or not.
