A Cleaning Bottle and Me


English: A plastic bottle with trigger sprayer...

The last thing I usually pay any attention to is the TV commercials. But last night as I was sitting there eating my four Hershey Kisses I saw an ad that caught my eye. It was the new plastic bottles that we buy and use for cleaning. It had a new insert,  the straw I will call it. When you squeeze the lever the cleaner comes up through the straw.

I thought to myself, well I will be shit and shoved in it. Some brainy woman got real creative. She too, got sick and tired of throwing away bottles that still have cleaner in them. Or taking the funnel and trying to empty that into another bottle. Wow, I am impressed.

At night-time my brain has a weird way of thinking. I have put Al to rest. Laid all my bills and worries aside. Now my brain has room to roam and sometimes it really takes off in directions that sometimes surprise even me.

I was thinking about how that straw was now curved. The complete bottle could be used. Nothing was standing in its way from doing its job. I found it amazing that now I can see where curves can be beneficial over straight sticks.

Then I pondered on how we hit many curves in our lives. Our path we hope is very straight. We assume that going down the straight and narrow wins us a big prize. I am not so sure if this is true or not.

It seems the more curves that come in my way I get stronger. If I walked the straight road of life and everything went smooth, what would I have learned? What tests would I have been taught?

I realized at that late hour that I am doing exactly what I am to do. Have issues facing me most of the time. Have some smooth and good days tossed in for relaxation. Lean on Jesus for each problem I need help with. Draw closer to my friendships. Learn to appreciate the smaller things in life.

I may not know so many of you or stand so close to God if I didn’t have the curved bumps in my road. Maybe, I don’t know for sure because my life is not over but when my time is up, I would not know for sure which direction I was going when I pass a way.

But this way, I know for sure that because of a crooked straw in a cleaner bottle that I use daily, I am going to heaven. So I want to thank the person with the brains that came up with this new clever idea for pointing out to me that I can also follow crooked roads. And when my bottle is empty I will be seeing Jesus.

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