I come from a poor family.  We did not have much.  But the Lord has been good to us.  (If you are real churchy, you just sang that song.  It goes hard, don’t it?!?)  Although those are song lyrics, they really are my testimony.  Now, I had no idea we were poor.  I had everything I wanted.  Ate well.  Had toys.  What we did not have was a dryer. As an adult, the thought of living in a home without a washer AND a dryer just does not appeal to me.  Lugging my laundry home while I was in college was a chore.  When it was finally time for me…