Valerie is a 42-year-old, single, Reformed Christian lady who lives in Baltimore. She doesn't remember a time
before she knew and loved Jesus, but she does remember accepting John Calvin into her heart in March of 2000.
Valerie is a member of Christ Reformed Evangelical Church in Annapolis.
Though her career aspiration is to be a housewife, Valerie has not yet found anyone suitable who wishes to hire
her for employment in that field (or, more properly, anyone suitable has not found her), so in the meantime she
earns her daily bread working in communications -- editing, writing, print design and website management.
A Little Spring Cleaning
I was putting away several loads of laundry yesterday and decided to go through my odd sock stash. I ended up throwing away nine of them. It felt heartless. Why should these poor socks be discarded just because they had no mates? I only threw away the ones that were of sufficient vintage that I could be positive they really were unmatched. That didn't help. Oh, so it's only the old singles that are disposable...for which we should abandon all hope. I felt so cruel, so heartless, so devoid of compassion.
And then I remembered that they were just socks.
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 6:30 PM
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Aren't we funny--in a sad way? I can _totally_ identify. Old flowers, little slivers of soap, old clothes that still fit but are quite worn, or not really needed, and those single socks. I have such a difficult time getting rid of, disposing of, etc. Those poor used, leftover things that still have use...
Father has been teaching me he has more in mind for me than leftovers. He can provide.
And you are of more value than all the lilies in the field. You, my dear, are an image of the one true God, not an old sock.
On April 3, 2010 5:26 PMHannah Gwrote... OR... you can fill them up with dry rice, tie or sew up the open end and make yourself a microwavable neck pillow. Thus, the old singles can bring comfort to the afflicted and ease the pain of the suffering.
OR... you can sew button eyes and red embroidery thread mouths on them, and voilà! You have yourself a sock puppet theater. Thus, the old singles can bring joy and laughter to children.
And Valerie, although I have never met you, I feel like I really ought to know you, since I've had the privilege to read so many of your delightful comments on Femina. Have a fabulous Resurrection celebration!
On April 16, 2010 7:34 PMhgb3wrote... You can leave old socks at a local Compassion International branch. They're all over the U.S. They accept torn socks, holed out shoes, ripped belts, shredded underwear, hats, old pieces of gum scraped off a desk, etc.. It doesn't matter how filthy the item is, leave it with them, and they'll find a patsy...er, I mean...grateful recipient of same.
Hats off for Compassion International, LLC., helping the poor and downtrodden since 1955!
