Washed Clean


Washed Clean

By Susie Teramura


Busy evening

With an influx

Of homework

To help with,

And laundry to fold

Dinner dishes stacked high,

Phone rings, another

Unknown caller,

Trying to take a poll,

Or something,

And then of course

A scratch on

The front door.


I put that

Out of my mind

For another minute,

But it comes again

Slow and sure

The dog wants in.

She is hungry

For dinner too.

Hurriedly, I open

The front door,

And she trots in,

All 105  pounds of her,

 Furry golden body,

But as she crosses

The threshold

Into the foyer,

An odor

Similar to that of

Limburger cheese

And old mushrooms

Enters with her.


So pungent is

This smell that

The kids come running

With twisted faces and

Pinched noses,

We quickly turn

That beastly thing around,

And head her

Right back out

The door.


Not in the mood

For a doggy bath,

And in deep denial,

I go back to the dishes

But she paws again,

And an again,

She wants in,

To be near us

To flop her big belly down

On the kitchen floor,

Where she knows

She is loved

And a part of things.

But she is

Too stinky.


So finally,

The urgent overcomes

The necessary,

And with the smell


I know what

Has to be done.


I call for

The rubber gloves

And shampoo.

Holding my breath,

I take her

To the back yard

And hose her down,

Scrubbing until

The odor is gone.


Rubbing her dry

With a fluffy yellow towel,

I finish the spa with

100 squirts of

Doggy perfume,

(This has happened before.)


And finally,

She can come back in

And be with us again.


It is here

When I give up,

And decide I will never

Be done

With all the chores

Of the evening,

And so

I let my mind slow

And think.


And here

is where

I meet You again

And it becomes

Clear to see


That stinky dog

Was sin covered me.

I couldn’t come close,

Or be loved by You.


I was on

The outside

And couldn’t come in

To where I belong

Next to You.


But Your love,

Your extravagant,

Crazy, love

Made a way.


You loved me enough,

To roll up Your sleeves,

And take care

Of what I could not,

What I was

Powerless to fix,

And what separated

Me from You.


You got yourself

Elbow deep

Into my stench,

You cleaned me,

And made me new,

So I could come in
and be

With You.


You knew

This was where

I needed to be,

So that You

Could forever

Love on me.


Your love

Oh Lord is better

Than life,

In Your

Presence is

Fullness of joy,

Better is one day

In Your house,

 Than ten thousand


It is good for

Me to be

Near You.


And my heart lifts

As I begin to fold

That wrinkled up



The dog rests her


On my lap

Tail slapping

The floor,


We are loved

And not alone




Psalm 84:10

Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere; I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked


Psalm 73:28

But as for me, it is good to be near God. I have made the Sovereign Lord my refuge; I will tell of all your deeds.


Acts 2:28

You have made known to me the paths of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence.’


Psalm 63:3

Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you.

10 thoughts on “Washed Clean

  1. This brings tears to my eyes, Susie. The extravagant love of God is so priceless. It amazes me how another added task to your already full to overflowing day ended up being such a beautiful spiritual lesson and lifted your spirit to continue. Thank you for sharing it with us! It really gives me hope to remember how Jesus has washed us clean so we could belong and come near to Him, Blessings and hugs to you!

    1. So true Trudi!! it is priceless- and i need to remind myself of it everyday. I get so caught up in my busy life that I don’t stop and reflect and thank him often enough! I am so grateful that he loves us that much! I felt bad for our dog Maggie because no one wanted to be around her and she smelled so bad we had to put her in the garage etc. She has this problem a lot so we get her groomed often and shave her down to help with the problem. It is nice after she is washed and clean everyone enjoys her so much more. We need to be near Jesus and to receive all that love he has for us. It is good for us and makes us who he intended us to be! Blessings and hugs back my dear friend! You bless me!!

  2. Susie,
    This is the first I’ve heard of your dog! The first part of your post made me laugh because that is precisely the reason I’m enjoying being a non-pet owner right now — the endless cleaning!! I can just imagine how frustrating it must have been to add a dog bath to your limited free hours in the evening, but your words portray a powerful picture of us and what God does for us. I love that verse in Acts about the paths of our lives and find joy in God’s presence.

    Joy in the ordinary — and sometimes drudgery — of life’s chores is a beauty, if only I could recognize it when it’s right there in front of me! Beautiful words, as always. xo

    1. Hi Valerie-

      Yes this is our dog Maggie. She is great but likes to roll in things she shouldn’t. she often likes to swim in the lake behind our house too so she frequently smells bad! It is quite a chore to wash her too! Anyway We get her groomed and have her hair clipped short – This helps a lot – She gets a lot more love when she is sweet smelling! I love that verse too- I didn’t realize it was is Acts and Psalms too! So thankful He loves us enough to make a way that we could be near Him! xox 🙂

  3. Oh how I love this – so, so good and so fun to see Maggie and think about it all — thanks for writing this and sharing the experience so meaningfully

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