It snowed the other day. We woke to a morning of bright sunshine amidst about six inches of snow. The sun came glistening through the branches of the trees in the woods, setting a beautiful reminder of a favorite verse:
“Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.”
(Psalm 51:7, NASB)
It reminded me of laundry.
There was a time when laundry was major at my house. Piles of laundry. It always seemed like I would never see the hamper empty. Our son played a sport every season throughout high school. It didn’t take long for me to learn laundry can grow quicker than yeast can grow bread.
Not so much these days with just the two of us now. The piles are smaller. Much smaller.
I headed to our laundry room, remembering there was a wash waiting for me. It was then that I thought, “I am so glad our God does laundry as well.”
I can air my “dirty laundry” with Him and know that He holds it safe. It doesn’t get repeated to cause me shame and/or embarrassment. Once told to Him, He tends to it. Scripture tells me:
“He gave up his life for her (speaking of the Church) to make her holy and clean, washed by the cleansing of God’s word. He did this to present her to himself as a glorious church without a spot or wrinkle or any other blemish. Instead, she will be holy and without fault.’ (Ephesians 5: 25-27, NLT)
Christ does laundry.
I have been the recipient of Him washing me whiter than snow, removing all stain of my sins.
I have applied spot remover to favorite shirts. Often it seemed like a particular stain would be impossible to get out. Oh the joy and relief that was felt, when pulling it out of the washing machine, the stain was gone and the shirt was saved.
And I have known that very same joy, each and every time I have come to Him to repent and ask for cleansing. The stain is lifted.
“Blessed are those who wash their robes, so that they may have the right to the tree of life, and may enter by the gates into the city.” (Revelation 22:14, NASB)
Blessed relief.
Our robes has been washed.
He makes us whiter than snow.
Morning is my best time – it is the evening where I struggle more if I am reading. Then my eyes begin to close. In her post, Cultivating Awe of God’s Word (HERE), Barbara Harper offers several encouraging suggestions to refuel your time in God’s Word.
Come, sit a spell. Bring your coffee, your posts, and your thoughts. If you link up, kindly visit those who have drawn up a seat around you.
