Hard Pressed!

When the fabric of your life gets full of wrinkles? Sometimes, you gotta iron things out yourself. And, sometimes? You gotta let God smooth things out in His time. I thought this whilst I was pressing my parlor curtains because they needed washed along with the sheers after years of hanging. And they came out extremely wrinkled. Got me thinking those thoughts I first wrote. I'm a fixer. But lots of things can't be fixed by me. Knowing that can either can put some starch in my pants to help me stand up tall or get me steamed. I choose to have starch in my pants and a stiff upper lip than to get steamed over things I can't fix. My curtains look sharp now as you can see in comments. My housekeepers bible paraphrase: Ironing sharpens wrinkly curtains. Haha. I better stop or it'll be curtains for me with my readers. It really is "Iron sharpens iron". Means we need each other. To iron things out. Our human wrinkles. We sharpen each other. And, we need God. For all our wrinkles. Because sometimes we can get hard pressed. Song for this? ZZ Top's SHARP DRESSED MAN! SIGNED, Ironically, She Irons Sharply